Last night I dreamt that I was trying to get a hold of my nephrologist, and so I went to her office, but the building was all empty and locked up, and it was being repainted, and there was a "For Sale" sign in front of the building.

I tried to find someone to loan me their phone so I could phone her to find out what was going on, but then I couldn't find her phone number. I had it written down, but it was in a sort of code, and I had to figure it out, and I wasn't sure if I had it right. But there were all kinds of problems getting to use a phone, with all kinds of weird people and me being in their weird houses and then there were lots of collage materials I was trying to gather and then there were silverfish running around. Lots of silverfish. Blech.

I never did reach her.


ENOUGH WITH THE "TRYING TO PHONE SOMEONE TO HELP ME" DREAMS! DO YOU HEAR ME, SUBCONSCIOUS?