Last night I dreamt I was stuck driving a runaway motor home, I couldn't properly see out of the windows because it was up so high and I kept hitting power lines... it was a treacherous journey to nowhere... finally I woke up and when I went back to sleep I worked for a while (in my dreams) on neverending math equations and narratives that looped around and around before finally waking to the sound of the alarm.
You would think this meant I was feeling out of control, confused perhaps, but at least on the surface that is not the case at all. I really feel like things are well under control, perhaps I just needed a bit of adventure?