Not leaving in time for presentation
Last night I dreamt that I had left Mississippi. I was presumably home in Abingdon, but I’m not sure. Wherever I was, it was at least a 12 hour drive from Hattiesburg. I had procrastinated from returning to Mississippi. It was Sunday the 7th of whatever month it was (could have been this March, since the 7th is on Sunday and I have to lead a class discussion on the 8th), and I suddenly realized I had a presentation in Mississippi on the 8th. It had occurred to me that I hadn’t practiced, and that the only way I could make it back in time was if I left immediately. I hadn’t packed or anything, because I hadn’t planned to leave today, so I wasn’t sure what to do. I had given the presentation before, so I figured I might be able to wing it. I thought about catching a flight, and then flying back home to get my car, but I didn’t know if I could book a flight on such short notice. I was getting really stressed out about it, and I wished I could just wake up and be absolved of this problem, which was precisely what happened. I always love the relief of waking up from those types of dreams.