I've never had a recurring dream, but it seems there's a first time for everything.
I don't hear back from my first-choice college until April, and there's a pretty good chance I won't be accepted, seeing as they're extremely competitive and don't take many out-of-staters (it's in Virginia).
Hence, all my dreams lately seem to be capped off with, "...and she didn't get in." Last week I dreamed about a strange high school graduation party a friend had, but before I went, I had to check the mail. In the box was the dreaded thin envelope, and my dream self started crying.
Last night I had a nightmare about a poltergeist who cut off people's fingers, and oh, by the way, I didn't get into that school either. Just a side note.
Let's see if this goes on until April...
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