Dublin

Woke up at 4.30 this morning from a dream in which I was panicking and rushing because I knew a taxi was about to arrive to take me to the airport, and I wasn't ready. Good, because it put me in exactly the right frame of mind for what I needed to do next in real life.

(It's fine, I'm in the airport, and a tight schedule in the morning was the plan all along.)

Other people in the dream included biascut and glitzfrau, who were calmly eating breakfast and telling me not to worry, and hollyione, who was listening to REM.