So I’m flying to Santa Barbara tomorrow, and last night I had a really strange dream. I was in the airport with my flight loading and I decided to go to the bathroom first, but when I got there, I couldn’t go. This is in stark contrast to my actual last plane flight from honduras in which 18-rabbit’s revenge hit me IN the airport while my flight was boarding. So in the dream, I get back to the desk and it’s 8 minutes until the flight leaves. The lady says she can get me on teh plane, but then I go and sit down in the lobby and an hour later I go back and ask why I’m not on the plane. On top of all this, I had my bicycle with me. For some reason, I decided to store my front wheel in a closet & figure it would be easier to travel without it, an djust pick up another front wheel at my destination. So I hand my bike to this guy (only now it’s a comlete bike), and when I get off the plane, he wheels it right up to me. No bike box, no fuss, no scratches or dents or anything. But then later, it’s missing teh front wheel again and I have no idea where I left it.

Hmm. What do you suppose it means?

I don’t think I’m mentally prepared for this trip!