for going on six weeks now I’ve gone through a similar experience waking up

(I don’t wake up with an alarm)

For the middle third I have this dream-narrative that I’m dealing with a branching logistics chain, like a river delta or a train network with spurs, and if I like turn over to redistribute weight to my side that represents a meaningful shift in flow

The first third is like the setup for this, “hey ho I’m a dude in a straw hat pushing barges on the muddy Mississip”/“arrr, I be doin’ petty trading in the isles” with a skinflint plot

And the last third is inevitably being pissed that I’ve been manipulated into this AGAIN, in a sleepy and incompetent way that’s lashing out at The Bosses for calibrating my comfort for their purposes, before I actually wake up and get my shit together enough to go feed my cat

this isn’t a parable these are actual dreams I have