Last night I couldn't sleep well , I was dreaming that I was going to an interview in Chicago- somewhere, then me my mom and my GF were being chased by homeless people and a woman that looked like a zombie; she looked like she was straight of the walking dead; then I was in an interview in a small city somewhere in the midwest that had a lake of coke-cola and the dean of the school was asking me for some "calming pills" and I had to refer to him doctor specialist. To top off I was in California interviewing somewhere in the beach and I went to an area that I was not permitted and got my interview revoked. So I woke up this morning and first thing went to check my email and I had II from Tulane.
Moral of the story, if you are loosing it, you are not alone, there is hope. 😵