Last night's dream was confusion.
I was sort of still in the military. I was in possession of orders to a command I really wanted. Then, someone presented me a second set of orders to a different command that really wanted me (for whatever reason) to go there. I was torn. I had to decide, I had a plane ticket to the first command and needed to decide whether to exchange that ticket for a ticket to the other command.
Meanwhile (apparently), I had a briefing to give and I was pushing a cart load of training materials down a sidewalk toward a complex of office buildings. When I got there, none of them were what I was expecting them to be. I thought I'd need to refer to my notes, which were in the cart, but I suddenly did not have the cart.
I woke up perplexed and wondering why I, a civilian, needed any of it.