My subconscious attempting to explain anamnesis

The other day I had an interesting dream which was quite related to anamnesis. The dream was that I was looking for something my parents had given to me as a baby. I didn't know what it was and they refused to tell me, saying that I knew what it was really. I was feeling really guilty and I didn't want to disappoint them by telling them I didn't know what it was so I ransacked my room endlessly trying to figure out what the mysterious object was.

This is essentially my brain's way of understanding the paradox of knowledge, when Meno asks how Socrates will find the nature of virtue when he doesn't know what it is. 

I didn't know what I was looking for, but I searched anyway, through a sense of duty.  I was actually really worried that I wouldn't have been able to find it; if I had not resolved the dream I would still be wondering what the mysterious thing was.

Happily, I did find the object. It was a really old French dictionary. (It was actually a present from a neighbour when he finished French A-level, but I didn't let reality get in the way of a good dream!) When I found the dictionary, I felt a sense of elation, like I HAD always known that it was the dictionary that I was searching for. When I found it, it just seemed obvious that I was right.

This has made me reconsider what I think about the theory of anamnesis. I am still extremely skeptical about the theory, but less so than I was. I think that the feeling that you always knew something does exist, but probably not in the way Socrates thought it did. Maybe intuition?