I woke up from a dream this morning

[kareina]

The dream: I had been visiting a friend of mine (who in reality lives here in Milan) in Germany, about a 30 minute short flight north of Seattle. The day had arrived that I was due to fly back to Seattle, where mom would pick me up from the airport. Suddenly I realized that since I was flying RyanAir I needed to print my boarding pass, but my friend didn't have a printer. So we decided to go out looking for a print shop, figuring that it would be cheaper to pay the cost of printing at a print shop than to pay the €40 the airlines would charge to print the boarding pass at the airport. We left his house (which, incidentally looked *nothing* like the apartment he lives in here in Milan) and got into a small (4 seater) plane and took the five minute flight over the water to a city in Russia. The tiny airport terminal (about the size of the airport in Kotzebue, Alaska) we arrived at had an internet connection, so I checked in for my flight and created the boarding pass. Then someone asked when my flight was going to depart, and I managed to actually focus on the writing on the boarding pass (does anyone else have problems reading in their dreams? It seems like it is always difficult to get my eyes to focus on text when I am dreaming) which said that my flight was departing at 15:00, but it was already 17:00, and I was a bit confused, because I thought that I was supposed to fly in the evening, not during the day. So then I started trying to find a good deal on another flight to Seattle, this time from Russia, knowing that with the change in location it would be a 40 minute flight instead of a 30 minute one. I woke up before finding the next flight, but I did have the sense that it wasn't a real problem (other than mom likely being annoyed to have gone to the airport to fetch someone who wasn't there) because I could just do this other thing instead.

I think perhaps, it might be time to check all of the various deadlines I've got on my plate, to see if I'm forgetting anything I should be doing...