At the very end of the dream, I find myself in a bunk bed. I'm in the top bunk. Trace is in the top bunk of the next bunk over. He's been in the dream for a while, but now we've got a common purpose. We're in class together. Strangely, it's elementary school. Trace and I had been smoking weed but now it's time for class.
I have no apprehensions about heading in to class, but as I sit down and look around, I realize I'm not really sure why I'm here. I reach into my back pack and find a stack of papers. It's homework that I forgot to do. I realize I have no time to complete it in order to turn it in on time.
Then the teacher announces that we have a test on the material. It's a blend of math and chemistry - my two most challenging subjects. The questions seem simple enough but as I study them, they grow in complexity and the words used to describe the problems turn into a language I don't know.
Trace doesn't seem to have any trouble with the problems and is cruising through the test with no difficulty. He promises to help me, his confidence is strong but I'm still feeling a sense of panic creeping up on me.
I don't have these dreams as often, now that I'm no longer in school. But the theme of being unprepared for a test has been a recurring scenario throughout my dream life. As well, dreams where I'm going on a trip and need to pack but can't do so in time to catch my ride. These dreams come at times when I'm feeling hurried and unprepared in my waking life.