I had a weird dream last night. ” I was wrapped in my duvet and fully clothed, walking into a dining room full of friends. Both from work and the community I lived in. I sat down had a coffee. Most important is coffee and started to recite one of my poems. Then I was asked if I was going on mission. I said yes and then got up and started to act. Everyone clapped and laughed.” I woke up at this point.
It’s really annoying when this happens.