Welcome to my nightmare

I have this weird habit of analysing my dreams, good or bad. I even have an app for it. Sometimes I even analyse friends' dreams and they will call me bull but somehow I helped them connect the dream to the analysis and to what's going on IRL.

So, last night, I had this amazing dream that I was about to embark on a month long tour to Europe with a very good friend of mine, together with his wife and daughter. I have no idea where I had acquired that much funds to travel like that but, hey, I am aware that it's just a dream.

I remembered we were in Singapore airport and as usual, I was running through my packing list and realised I had under-packed like crazy. It was too late to do anything so I boarded the plane, started twisting my hair into weird fashion to hide the fact I was a nervous wrecked!

We landed in Los Angeles (allegedly) and got to tour the city for a bit before catching the next plane to god knows where. Being the avid photographer, I wanted to whip out my film camera and start shooting. To my horror, I found myself with measly 3 rolls of slide films (awesome ones that you wouldn't want to mess with) and dug my bag wondering which camera I had packed (or did  not *gasp*). Of course, I had to mess that up too. All I packed was a Diana F+ which is of course, the wrong format for the films I brought. How to shoot?!?!?!

Here comes the analysis... sans apps!

1. The travel bit
   I am hungry to travel again and all I can afford is to dream about it. Sad, I know.
2. The under-packed baggage
   Basically, I dropped my entire life to just leave. Obviously I am avoiding a real life problem.
3. Photographer's worst nightmare
   Yes, I am itching to shoot again and have been on hiatus for a month-ish (I think). Also that 3 roll of films in my bag represented the ones I have in my film bag that needs to be send for development.
4. That friend
   Doh... I miss him much!

So.... yeah. End of story. I need to travel, like, pronto!