It was the day of next month's conference in Munich and I realised that I had missed my flight. I had so much going on, I had mixed up the days--and to make the situation even worse, I hadn't even written the paper yet. I panicked and tried to write something while Richard drove me to the airport where I could (hopefully) get on the next flight. Such a stressful dream, and it reveals a lot about my recent worries...I really do have too much going on (some placement work issues, but mostly personal stuff).
But at least the nightmare inspired me to finish up this conference paper asap!
