Woke-up to the gentle tapping of rain against my window and thought: My Car’s outside and the sunroof is up.
…Yup…great…
Anyway, I had this freaky dream that I can’t quite shake. For some reason, my coworker D flew up to New York City, and I followed him, going to a museum that I couldn’t get it because I didn’t have any money but “You can get in for free with a ticket to Seattle”. It ended up that we hung out in a restaurant in the airport by the subway. I don’t remember what we talked about.
But, it was a very vivid dream and I have no idea what it means…