Numerous nightmares

Once again the bad dreams hit me, that last night in Barcelona. I think, though, that these dreams were just based on the basic fears about traveling – everything I dreamt about would have made the end of my trip rather horrid. It’s odd, because I don’t tend to worry when I am awake – I tend to take things as they come and deal with troubles as they arise. My subconscious appears to more than make up for that, though.