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I have a very similar dream to yours, where I don’t even realize I’m enrolled in a class until a week before it ends. The main difference for me is that it isn’t an exam that I have to get through. Instead there’s some kind of year-end assignment that is due, which requires me to know everything that has happened in class all year.
Another, scarier one that I have is going into the basement and once down there, the stairs to get back up are gone. So I’m panicking trying to find a way out (and sometimes chased by a monster).
I feel old that bikes from the 80s are now vintage, but it is 40-odd years ago.