Off on the wrong something-or-other

Last night I had a bad dream involving a boy who made my life hell in high school (he wasn't the only one, but he was one of the worst). In these dreams he always starts picking on me and I keep hitting him but it has no effect. I haven't had a dream like that since shortly after I graduated high school (which means more than 4 years ago), at least not that I can remember, so I don't know what prompted this, and it bothers me.

It really shouldn't be such a big deal: he was unbearable to deal with when I knew him, but not permanently traumatizing (as far as I can tell) and, in the grand scheme of my life thus far, he was just one asshole who isn't much different from all the other such people I've had the misfortune of meeting. But being reminded of him has gotten me riled up and agitated, and it's casting a dark cloud over my whole day.

I keep telling myself that I've coped with him well: he never made me so afraid of going to school that I faked sick or played hookey, although he did almost get me suspended once. What I've accomplished since high school proves that I'm not the loser he made me out to be. On top of that, I imagine that he probably dropped or failed out of college, even if he got in, and is now living at home being bothered by his parents who consider him an embarassment. Maybe he's even a junkie or something. Maybe he's a total burnout...meh, I should be so lucky.