I had dreams about missing flights. At one point I managed to miss 3 flights in a row because they kept sending me all over the airport. In another there were thher people with me, all of whom also kept missing flights. I had another dream about rollerskating through one of those malls that looks like a little town, wearing only tights, rollerskates and a t-shirt. I was trying to shop for a skirt, but none of the store had anything I wanted. Then I dreamt I had this really awkward garden and I was trying to divide the plants in it and make it all symmetrical before the cold snap went away. I only got half done before I realized, yep, the work was going to make me late for a flight I was trying to catch.
I’m wide awake but I’m half tempted to get back in bed because it’s cold. Seriously that our ancestors came out of caves long enough to eat and not die in the winter is a miracle. I would have stayed inside and died of starvation as long as there were furs or something bundle up in a keep warm.