I also have the horrifying back-in-high-school dreams. Usually the theme is that I discover that I never earned enough credits to graduate, and I have to go back and take Physics all over again. Or I’m trying to track down my 12th grade English teacher, to show him the writing I’ve been doing, and they’ve restructured the school so that it’s like being trapped in a maze. I’m sure this represents something.
I think we should figure out a way to get into each others’ dreams. Maybe a la ‘The Cell’; rig up a couple of floating thingies and poke around.