The night out was eventful. I saw people that I haven't seen in quite some time and met some new, interesting people. I managed to catch the train, which I am thankful for because I loathe the night rider and the characters that grace the bus stop.
However, whatever it is that is going on or not going on in my world is making my dreams unpleasant and undesirably vivid. Sleep is always an interesting event, never knowing if I am going to wake up in the same place, along with my possessions. Not a dull moment indeed.