Last night I had one of those intense dreams where you have to go back to college, but you aren't prepared. Unlike the typical back-to-school dreams, I mostly had my shit together. I mean, I knew where all my classes were, I had all my books, I knew my locker combination, and I was fully clothed. The trouble in this particular dream was that I didn't know where I was going to store all the stuff that I currently own once I moved into a dorm room.
I had an anxiety dream about owning too many things.
Only in America.