It goes away....
At first, I dreamt constantly that I was at the KH, listening to talks and just asking myself "Why I am here!? No, I'm not supposed to be here!" Or even worse, I was out in service and wasn't ready at all, and I knew I didn't beleive anything they wanted me to say. It feels horrible. I assumed it was just my brain that was so accustomed to those activities, and it just needed to fit them in for awhile.
Now it's less and less frequent, but just yesterday, I dreamt I was at some kind of JW convention, and there was a paper to fill about Harry Potter knowledge, lol, of all things. We had to write what congo we were in, and I looked at my dad, because we both knew that I hadn't attend a meeting in two years. That was strange.