Last night's dreaming ws thick with the fact that I stayed up past 2 Am finishing The Help. In my dream I was back in a shop class. We were all making tables and I was fussing and fussing with mine to make sure everything was perfect. I was drinking a beer while I was making it. I realized how far behind I was getting on it due to being such a perfectionist about everything.
Class ended and I went home. I thought I was drinking the same beer at home but then realized there was more in the bottle than I remembered. Then I realized that I was drinking and driving. I was quite fatigued, and I didn't know what to do about the fact that I had an open container in my vehicle. Finaly I just jammed it in between the center console and my seat. Apparently I instantly thought more clearly and decided to bike to the shop. In real life, the front tire is currently off my bike. It held in my dream too. So I went to get my dismantled bike, and rather than attaching the tire, it was like I was riding a unicycle and just holding the front tire in place. This wouldn't due. I noticed that I was missing handlebars. I went back to see about finding them--back being biking down something that simultaneously did and did not look like Ames' Historic Mainstreet.
It was in all this confusion that I woke up.
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