I slept extremely well last night. I know I should leave it at that, but...I just cannot!
Dreams abounded. Weird, odd and highly personal ones.
The least offensive: I was driving around Baltimore (last time I was there was 1971, and I loved it very much). My "thing" used to be driving to the nearest city and learning my way around on a Saturday morning/afternoon. I would get fairly proficient at not getting lost for very long, and always enjoyed the adventures. I did this in Washington DC, Jacksonville FL and Indianapolis...back when I was a young'un.
Baltimore, in my dream, had changed. And no matter where I went, I couldn't find where I wanted to go. At one point, I got directions that made sense, but I was on a bicycle and could not remember where I had parked. That dream just ticked me off a little and did not recur.