All I can say is, lucky for us my alarm went off at ten to six this morning, because the world was in the process of ending. It was made of dirt and huge, round boulders, and an earthquake was tearing it apart.
It was fabulous.
In the midst of it all, I was trying to do something typically dreamlike, like thread a needle or something (not literally thread a needle; I was trying to accomplish something in the dream, but cannot now remember what) but it wasn’t particularly frustrating.
I was sort of disappointed that I woke up when I did, because I wanted to see things go kaboom.
And on Saturday, Gamma and I bought scratch tickets at the store and I won fifty euro. Gamma claimed she’d won it, so rather than argue I let her cash it in and collect the money, then pocketed it. She basically forgot about it after that.