Dreaming/Awake

Dream that office relocated to Washington DC. Commute and dream arduous. Hear loud noise which become convinced is coming from Dave's side of bed and is caused by him. Become angry until realize that noise actually coming from alarm set by myself. Get up and attempt to look at book, which, in cold light of morning, is uninteresting, misguided, and even, maybe, a Waste of Time. When Dave gets up tell him about this grave state of affairs. He says, Have some Coffee, you will probably feel better. Do have coffee. For fifteen minutes I feel much better and see that maybe all doesn't need to be pitched in the recycling bin, but then become nervous and fatalstic again. Returning to non-dream work not physically arduous, but emotionally exhuasting. In middle of morning receive wine delivery, which had forgotten was coming. The delivery man, dressed in black cargo pants and black sweatshirt with raised hood -- after bringing up his first dolly-load -- says, I Shall Return, which has sinister sound to it.