I really hate it when I have a dream so totally normal that it’s indistinguishable from a regular day. I often have dreams in which I wake up, take a shower, and go to work - then the alarm goes off, and I really wake up and take a shower and go to work. I mean, what the fuck? Can’t my subconscious do any better than showing reruns of what I do five days a week anyway?

Sometimes I have normal dreams in which I’ve lost something or found something or had a conversation with someone, and when I wake up I have no idea whether or not it actually happened. Did I really drop that ring down the drain in the kitchen sink? Did I really talk to my friend from high school about what I’ve been doing since graduation? I’m going to have to start taking notes during the day, I guess. But then I’d just dream that, too.