Answers to questions I don’t know… and spiders (dream)

I am sure this dream was mostly an anxiety dream, but it bothered me because I don’t cheat on tests, in fact I have horribly flunked tests, but never cheated. Here I was doing it.

I was sitting on what appeared to be a park bench like table. My class was being held outside and other people were taking a midterm or final and I just sat there watching, and I couldn’t find my question sheet.

For some reason I decided that was fine, as everyone finished they gave their answers to the teacher, which looked a lot like a friend of mine named Dunk. He handed me the answers and asked if I would watch out over them. He then left, and in my hand were every person’s answers to the twenty question test, but instead of single sheets of paper, each answer was put on tiny, post-it note size pieces of paper so I had a stack of hundreds, one with a single answer by a single person to a single question.

I still couldn’t find my question sheet, so I set the answers aside, waiting for the other people not part of the class to fade off. I figured I could copy the answers, and that would be that. The sad problem is people kept walking up, asking what it was I was holding and I kept having to “vague answer” them.

By the time I was alone the answers to the questions I was holding were tattered, worn and I am pretty sure I lost some of them. I went over to where my car was about 10 feet away. It was parked up against and under some old building, so the hood went under.

That is where I noticed these spiders were spilling out from the building onto my hood and windshield. They weren’t big spiders, they were tiny, ugly looking spiders.  They kept whipping silken threads to catch the wind, floating up towards me in a non-aggressive yet yucky way.

I was so annoyed and I was trying to deal with that, with tiny and very ugly spiders floating up to me, and some sort of liquid running onto my car from the house. I still couldn’t get to the answers and it kept gnawing at me that I wouldn’t be able to even start answering because I had no questions, and everyone else’s answers were scattered, ripped up, now burning and of no use to me.

Then I woke up, decided that was enough and here I am going to bake my friend a cake (second attempt).

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