poliphilo | Anxiety Dream

The situation was familiar- I had a church service to take and time was running short- but the complications were something else. First I had to take a shower and the bathroom was full of random people- and then I didn't know where my shirts were- or my clerical collars- and then I had to run up the hill- by which time I was 15 minutes late- and finally- when I reached the top of the hill- the church had been replaced by the office of the President of France who was leaning out of a top floor window, shouting at his assistants on the ground.