This morning I woke up too early. This happens to me, sometimes. And… I can't get back to sleep.
I'd been having a rather vivid but utterly pointless dream that consisted of a conversation with some unknown interlocutor, in which that person would ask me questions in the vein of: "what do you think of…?" To these questions I would pontificate a little bit, and then… on to next question.
The last question in the dream that I remember, before waking up, was, "Why is Vancouver so green?" See what I mean? Weird questions. But I was talking about the cold north Pacific Ocean currents, the incidence of temperate rainforests in "west-coast" upper latitudes, and rainshadow effects. And blah, blah, blah.
Then, right as I was waking up, I dreamed I was driving through Vancouver. I don't even know the last time I was in Vancouver. Maybe 1998? If then, only just passing through. It would have been while driving from Portland up to Prince Rupert (and thence to Ketchikan) – Vancouver isn't really on the way, for that kind of road trip: you cross the border, and pass through the Vancouver suburbs on your way inland toward Kamloops and Prince George. More likely, I was last there 1989. But I have a pretty vivid mental map of the city, from the many, many visits there during my childhood. Probably it's an outdated perspective, however.
How accurate was this "dream Vancouver" I was driving through? It seemed to consist mostly of strip malls and highway interchanges, and, oddly, railroad crossings – in this respect, it was more like "dream anywhere-random-in-North-America" than "dream Vancouver" specifically.
I don't think this dream means anything at all.
I guess I'll drink some coffee. I seem to be stuck awake.
