Had a dream -more like a nightmare- this morning, couldn’t really tell you all the details as they’re rapidly evaporating, but it involved some kind of hostage situation and, of course (!), some kind of road race I was involved in.

The bad guy of the dream piece, like bad guys in all major fiction tend to be, was one step ahead of everyone involved in the situation, and when the good guys thought they had him cornered, not only did it prove not to be the case, but the bad guy set up a new, very stringent demand.

To prove he wasn’t playing around, the bad guy told us we had to comply with his new order(s) in “5…4…3…2…1…”

And just as the bad guy was about to say “zero” -and I swear I’m not making this up- the alarm clock goes off!

Just goes to show how incredible the human mind is, to calibrate a countdown in a dream  to the literal second that my alarm clock is about to go off!