I dreamed that I was late to class, rushing through maze-like hallways in a building that was unfamiliar to me.
When I found the class, a student had taken on the role of teacher by sitting in my seat at the front. As I waited for her to move, I dropped stuff. I remember scooping pens up off the floor. Then, when I told the students the limit of people in the class, like half of them stood up and started to file out. They wouldn't listen when I told them that some of them might be able to add.
I know I had other dreams, and a decent amount of tossing and turning. I guess that's what I get for eating delicious, delicious sushi a couple hours before bed, the night before my new course starts. And I thought these kinds of dreams would go away once I became a teacher...