This morning, when I woke up, I had been dreaming about being in pain. This isn’t terribly uncommon, but this also was a school nightmare. I dreamed that it was Wednesday, and that I had taken one final exam, and that I had two final exams scheduled for Friday, and the second one was in a literature course and I would have to write an essay. But, because I cannot use a pen or pencil for more than a few, uncomfortable lines, I would not be able to do the exam. Indeed, I wouldn't be able to do the first exam, even though it was an engineering course of some kind, despite that it required less continuous writing.
Upon waking, I knew what the dream meant. It meant, first of all, that I was in more pain than usual, partly because of the work I have been doing in setting up Exherbo on my computer. It meant, also, that I am scared of the idea of working on Exherbo development.
I have to be cautious. I need to follow my general rule that I never take on projects, nor promise to deliver any result. When I have fallen for the lure of responsibility, I have come to regret it. I get a painful reminder why I am considered disabled.
