I’ve had vivid, yet uninteresting, dreams for the past two nights. First I dreamt that the gentleman friend had backed very gently into a parked car, but fortunately had a traffic policewoman in the back seat who got out and dealt with the matter. The most notable and memorable thing about this dream was the colour of the parked car, a cream which seemed for some reason to be extraordinarily vivid.
Last night I dreamt that a friend’s younger brother had had a heart attack and was dying. I think I woke up partway through this dream as I had a headache in the morning which continues into the afternoon.
We have started listening to Shit Town, the new podcast by the Serial folks. Although the entire series was simultaneously released, we decided to listen to one episode a day. Today was the second, with some excellent twists and turns. I find the timeline hard to follow, though; GF thinks this is weaks editing, others have suggested that it’s due to the more novelistic structure. I think GF is probably right, though.