Pages

26 April 2010

WTF? Go away. Take your flashbacks with you.

Dear PTSD,

Why did you hate me today? I was sitting in a lecture hall, paying attention to the lecture, taking notes, and you decided it was flashback movie time. You hit play, again and again. I did my best to pay attention to the professor, and you kept upping the ante. I pushed your movies away and you brought more, more different, more intense movies, until I was just taking notes and not absorbing anything.

I recorded the lecture. I'll sneak up on you, soon, and listen to the lecture, and go over that material again, and this time you won't interfere.

Me.

No comments:

Post a Comment

If you'd like your comment to stay private, please let me know in your comment. Anonymous comments are also allowed.