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.