Why would I waken abruptly at 2:30 am with “Kickapoo Joy Juice” in my head?
These odd things make me wonder why I didn’t pursue psychology seriously in college. I took the one required course and faked the entire research, paper and test required for the final. (My little sister was my “subject,” but she was 300 miles away. I merely pretended she was there. That in itself took more work than actually doing the project.) But why? Why do such odd things pop out of seemingly nowhere? Because I am missing the ‘Lil Abner comic strip? I think not.
Maybe it was the surprise snow we received overnight at 2:30? I’m thinking dream study in the field would have been good.
Oh, I received an “A” for my fabrication. It seems you have to know quite a bit to actually fake that you know quite a bit. I did learn my lesson.