I had a crazy one.

I was walking to my therapist's office, then after I was done meeting with her, I decided to walk downtown. On the way, while I was fiddling with Lego blocks in my hand, I met Ciara (the singer). Then it turned out she went to the same high school as me (which is both untrue and impossible). I followed her into some doctor's office thing, then she took off a fake wig (revealing beautifully short hair) and left.

Then I decided to go swimming (which I haven't done in about 6 years) at the waterfront (which is covered in piers and has no beaches downtown). I got lost in a few skyscrapers along the way, then I really had to use the bathroom and couldn't find one. I knew where one was (it's not really there in real life) so I went there, and the usual bathroom nightmare started. I have a recurring dream about looking for a bathroom and finding it's huge, full of people (often both genders), and has little to no privacy, kind of like those Sochi Olympic toilets but much worse.

Anyway, the bathroom was part of a swimming pool, and the stuffed cat in my back pocket (why did a bathing suit have pockets?) was getting wet, so I tried to find a place to set her down along with my glasses. Then I found a stall, but after I got in, a group of 5 girls wanted to get in to smoke marijuana. So I let them in and still needed a place to, um, pee.

Then I reached the waterfront and thought about peeing in the ocean. The beach was under the Golden Gate Bridge (which is not in Seattle) but you couldn't go past the bridge supports, which were stupidly close to the shore.

Then I woke up and guess what? I had to use the bathroom.

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'Cause when you've given up,
When no matter what you do it's never good enough,
When you never thought that it could ever get this tough,
That's when you feel my kind of love.