Post-wedding nightmares

Before the wedding, I was consistently having these horrible nightmares that would keep me from sleeping. I would lie awake in bed exhausted and stressed. I think I was averaging 4-5 hours of sleep a night! Thankfully, those dreams have now disappeared.

Except last night I had kind of a crazy almost-nightmare. I just have to share.

I'm alone in San Francisco and assigned with the task of finding my way back to the hotel. None of the buses or trains that pass are the one that I think I'm looking for. I get on one anyway and ride a block. "I'll just walk there. That will be easier," I think to myself. But something tells me that isn't a good idea.

Suddenly, I'm in Monterey with a group of girls that I don't know and my best friend, Janna. We're about to embark on a tour of an abandoned factory on Cannery Row. As we step into the building, we are pushed into single file. The hall is narrow and dark. There are pipes lining the walls, with spider webs connecting them. The ground is dirt. The dust makes you cough. We're given the impression that only children worked here, and not many survived to tell the story.

Once we make it through the tour, we're left in a room with four or five dentist chairs. This is where we will stay the night. Each of us are covered in filth. I somehow have a toothbrush, but no toothpaste. We try to settle down to sleep. Janna cries beside me until my old piano student comes into the room and tells us that there's a surprise and we need to follow her. We step through a door and find ourselves in a room full of our friends. And then we get a lecture on physics and the genius of Da Vinci.

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I had a physics nightmare, y'all. He wouldn't stop!