When I was at university, as in an undergrad who attended actual lectures on an actual campus as opposed to however you want to describe my more recent studies, I used to dream about trains. I was always running late for them or on the wrong one or on an unexpected detour to somewhere random.
Lately I dream of planes instead but it’s the same thing really. Last night, my family and I were supposed to be flying from Melbourne to Tokyo via Manila, god knows why. Everything seemed to go wrong. Wrong plane, late plane and then the (love) hotels in the Philippines all closed at 11pm for reasons unknown.
Somehow, in my dream, this was all my fault.
Could analyse, look at similarities between now and then. Am not sure I want to. Hard decisions coming. Want to put them off.