I had a nightmare about unorganized travel. I had a pile of clothes, but no suitcase to put them in. I lost my passport, then I hadn't lost my passport. I was on the wrong train, but then I was perhaps not. I lost my mom at a camp and couldn't for the life of me figure out how it happened. Somehow I ended up home. I think. Everything was confusing. Kind of like travel in real life. Man, I hate travel.
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