Some progress with my Maths A level dream. I had it again last night, but this time remembered that it is a dream I always have.
Unfortunately in the dream I was able to justify it, because this time it was clearly real and all the dreams had been merely leading up to this moment as portents of what was to come.
For some reason it made sense, partly because the maths A level was also being conducted in Norwegian which is a language I don't speak. Thus not only did I have to try and remember all the maths stuff that I have forgotten, I also had to take a crash course in Norwegian.
It seems that I am doomed to never realise that I am sleeping and that I am no longer required to understand calculus.
Which is lucky because not only can I not remember how to do it, I can't even recall what it was used for.
Though I'm not entirely sure that I ever did.