The one dream I had concerned my having apparently been involved in a recording project taking place in the middle of the night. It followed that hour of wakefulness, and one of the other participants suggested we go out for a pre-dawn breakfast and coffee at this big diner-type place across the parking lot. I waffled (get it?) on that, knowing it would kill the rest of my night of sleep, so the thought of needing to get back to sleep was still with me, even though I was asleep. Oy.
Anyway, this "recording session" made no sense and I have no clue why I even had the dream, but the location of the place we'd been recording in, which wasn't a studio, but I don't know what it was -- and the nearby diner -- resemble the layout of a place in North Carolina that we've stopped a couple of times for an eating break and shopping.
I don't make this stuff up, folks.
More coffee!