I can only remember a bit of what I dreamed last night, but what I remember was fun. I was at some sort of professional convention where the
hotel had lost my room, so I had to sleep out in the lobby.
After a week or so of this, I finally got to go home, only the airline had given my seat to someone else. I got on the standby list and eventually got back to my home airport.
When my friends came to pick me up, someone else got in their car, but I managed to squeeze in anyway.
Then, for no apparent reason, EDB ate me. I don't think I was able to dream anything else for the rest of the night.