Sitting here in math class, learning about complex numbers and i, it is easy to fool yourself into thinking that i is an actual number, like 2 or 9 or 76. But when you stop and take your head and mind out of this context, it is easy to realize how unreal it all is. You back up and look at the board covered in i's and you wonder what child is tall enough to write on that board.
This just happened to me, and as it happened, I really felt like the dry ice fog was clearing and the gray gloom surrounding us was replaced by sunlight. Then I became increasingly aware of how important this chickenscratch is to my college education.*
*I have to pass this one math course in order to declare my major.
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