Ooooh, Kristina, being stressed on behalf of your kids is a parental specialty! Plus, I bet you didn’t feel refreshed at all when you woke up. (I hate “dream hangovers” where you wake up feeling confused and bleary.) I can only say that at least your subconscious gave you a safe place to process the anxiety …

Only, I couldn’t do ANY of the math. Nothing. It made zero sense to me. I began to panic, realizing I was going to be the cause of my son failing his class, after all his hard work, just because I was an idiot, and I tried to scheme how we could “switch back” (again, because in the dream logic, somehow this was a normal procedure.) I woke up still seeing the confusing symbols of the math test dancing in my vision.

By the way. he took the exam himself with no help and he nailed it.

Thanks, Tom. I’ll tell him you said so.