I dreamt that I was taking a test of some kind at MIT, but I have no idea what it was about. Worse, I was in the dark about it even as I was taking it. There were many of us waiting for the test. All of us were middle-aged. When the time for the test finally arrived, we went up two flights of stairs and entered a poorly lit room with a low ceiling. Each of us got a notebook with plastic sleeves into which colorful pages were inserted. Each part of the test reminded me of elementary school, but I could not understand what was required of us. In addition, I had nothing on me to record my answers. Although I had my glasses with me, I could not see very well, either. The worst thing was that I had no idea how long the test was supposed to last. I remember panicking a bit when I saw many people getting up and handing in their notebooks. They were finished and they chatted amiably on their way out. I woke up in a sweat before the test was over, though.