Knowing that I’ll have to relive and relearn the damn primary school-to-high school experience of lessons…
Edit:
Actually, no, now that I think of it, it’s more the thought of resetting the progress of previous life and knowledge that is pain and knowing that I had a past life that I was already settled in…
Also, do you sometimes dread looking into your inbox? Sometimes I do…
Oof… wait, why do you insist on the luck that I’ll turn into a insect or microbe in the next life… is this a Buddhist or Kafka reference?
Statistically, most animals are nematodes