I was biking to the airport to catch a flight. To Prague, presumably. But I'd gotten lost. I was at some intersection and thought for a second that I knew where I was, but then remembered that I'd thought that at this intersecion once before, and that actually I'd been completely turned around. I wasn't going to make my flight, but then I remembered that it was a cat appointment, not a flight. Either way I was definitely not going to make it.

This was like a side quest that failed and I returned back to this group of people that I was working with. Like we were playing an RTS and trying to strategize about a battle? Or maybe we were trying to cris-cross some transport belts in Factorio. This happened in a dark hallway overlapping the location of the 4th grade pod. So I was all like "well that was a big waste of time". Maybe this was inspired by Star Wars 8.

In another dream I had gotten really fat. I was looking at myself in the mirror and thinking like "I'd better start doing something different."

There was a river boat that went up and down a river, always facing the same direction. I took this as part of my commute to work, and one morning I was walking through the boat (the same direction along the river that it was travelling; let's call it eastward) with Katya and we were talking about like relationship stuff or something. Later in the dream it was like she and I and Sara and Patrick and maybe some other people were all in some big poly relationship.

In the evening the boat went back the other way, and there was a clown who would perform some acrobatics on a tall metal structure on the [let's call it] south shore. This day as we were passing by one of the legs of the structure buckled and the clown had to quickly do a swing through an adjacent tree onto a trapeeze to land safely in a big net as the structure collapsed.