Time Dilation

This is just some dog. No one knows why it is here.

Times like this, I wish I took better notes.

I just started my rough chapter fourteen. My young protagonist is at school. I can’t remember what day of the week it is, and I can’t remember which class he has first.

So, now I’m going to have to go back through previous chapters and try to figure out where he needs to go next.

In a way, this kind of reminds me of those anxiety dreams I had in college. I’d wake up, and wonder why I’d registered for five classes, but I’d only been going to four. Then I would realize the final to class five was in ten minutes. I would go there, and I wouldn’t be wearing pants. I always found those dreams silly because that only happened one in real life. Okay, twice. I did alright on the finals though.

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