I had another dream about being on a trip and losing, forgetting, failing to keep track of things, this time, pieces of paper with notes on them.
I woke up a young man by mistake and he shrieked at me.
Everyone hated me in this dream. It was clear that I was deeply resented because I was a nuisance. I was doing things out of order, failing to bring the important pieces of paper with me. I don’t remember what was on the papers, but it was something like an itinerary, information needed to continue my trip.
I wish I could have a flying dream instead.