Yesterday morning I was at the airport, headed for England. Then I realized I didn't have my passport. Then I looked around for a clock, trying to figure out if I had enough time to race home and back. There were two sheets of paper on the wall, each with different times. I asked which sheet of paper had the correct time. People looked at me like I was crazy. So I grabbed someone's wrist, and looked at the time on her watch. I had just enough time. But then, when I got to the parking lot, I'd forgotten where I'd parked. Then, someone I hadn't seen in 30 years said; "Hey! That was a great parking job you did!". I screamed back; "Where did I park!?". She said; "Over there, on the line". She pointed to a sea of cars hidden by trees. So I went over and found my black pickup truck, and went to put my backpack in the red hatchback. Then I realized I didn't have much money on me and I might have forgotten to make my credit card payment so I might be in England penniless! And then, I couldn't figure out why I was going to England!
Then I woke up.