For two days in a row now I’m not remembering much. I had a few bits a pieces from last night though. It was a dream in which I was taking a test–some kind of written thing. The significance of the test escapes me completely. But I had done much of it, and I had more to do at home at my own pace. In the dream I had concerns about whether or not I’d finish it. I didn’t want to touch the thing, but I knew I had to. I also remember a completely filthy toilet that had black and brown slime all over it, but I’m not sure what role it played. I did wake up needing to pee quite badly, so perhaps that’s why the toilet popped up. There was also a point where I was going back to work for an old boss, but I can’t rememeber the details surrounding that.
Again, no arrow that I can remember, perhaps as a consequence of not remembering the dreams very well. I’m hoping this resolves when we move back into the bedroom.
