nny | (no subject)

I don't remember much of my dream last night, but the part I do remember was awesome. I was in a large Waterstones - sort of like the one in Cardiff city centre, actually - and there was an enormous wooden boat as part of a promotion for something or other. It had incredibly jaunty red sails and bunting, and my colleague (of some sort) and I were really in desperate need of the boat so we sneaked aboard. He made his way to the wheel while I ran around the edge of the boat to find where it had been tethered to bookshelves; I cast off and we sailed triumphantly out of the bookshop and down the high street.

It totally made up for the fact that I seem to be sleeping in segments of one-two hours interspersed with staring at the ceiling miserably. XD