I’m a real big mutli-tasker. Apparently, so is my sleeping self. Last night – in a dream – my brain combined fears of both my reading tommorrow AND my trip to london. I was in the theater and my computer was melting and there were thousands of people and I was dripping with sweat – and then the whole place turned into an airplane! And off we flew, through the velvet curtains!
Have one dream per sense of dread or nerves? Pshaw! Combine them! Link them thematically! Apparently, I have no time to waste.