dream theater

[fox]

I had two dreams late Saturday night / early Sunday morning. The first was a bog-standard anxiety dream where I was driving somewhere I should have known how to get to but the roads all went different unexpected directions and I couldn’t properly control the car—like, not pleasant, but I get lost-or-thwarted-in-transportation dreams all the time and it’s concert week coming up so it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to analyze that one.

In the second dream, we were staying in a seaside resort of some kind (where, though it didn’t seem super relevant, some of the other guests were working to pay their way rather than paying money, like in housekeeping and custodial positions) with several kitchen areas, and in every kitchen there were boxes and boxes of Keurig pods; but no matter what it said on the outside of the box, in the whole place there was no regular coffee. It was incredibly stressful.