1) I am moving out of my dad’s house and am getting pretty pissed off that my brother isn’t helping. I finally get the trailer loaded up but take a wrong turn down the bike path instead of the road. After driving the truck with the trailer around the path for a while, unable to find a way off it, I notice that there is a fold-down electric bike thing in the hitch arm of the trailer. This essentially makes the trailer itself a vehicle, so I detach the truck and ride the bike thing, which moves pretty fast. I get to my destination, which apparently my mom’s house, located about a mile away from my dad’s. (It should be noted that in reality I did the exact move in the other direction, and with out the bike/trailer, the month I turned 16, freeing myself from the horrible life I had living with my mom. Is there a connection here? Who knows.)

2) I am in my new lab and need a complicated compound synthesized. Julie takes me down to the cyclotron which apparently slams two small molecules together in random configurations, allowing you to use NMR and distillation to find/purify your target. In my case, we select methyl chloride. Julie tells me that we will use Cl NMR to find my molecule. (At this point, I did the most amazing thing: I actually was not sure if Cl NMR is possible. So, in my dream, I work out the nuclear spin of the two most abundant chlorine isotopes (35 and 37) and determine that both would be active in NMR. Wow.) We start the cyclotron and more stuff happens, but I don’t remember what the stuff was. (also of note about this dream: a cyclotron does nothing of this sort, as they are used to accelerate electrons/ions and can be used in generate radionuclides, not compounds. Also, I was not following proper radiation safety in my dream, as I distinctly remember noticing my dosimeter was not on my chest but finding this inconsequential.)

3) A team of all-star young scientists has been assembled to work together in Madison. They have us all living in a typical, rickety Madison house. The lab basement has been redone as an enormous lab space. I am the first to arrive, but soon come some others such as Kiani, Josiah, Isabelle, and other young scientists I have met over the years (hazy on who these others were). I am unpacking my stuff when Brossart walks by. (Not a scientist at all… he’s one of the dozen-ish high school friends that all but stopped talking to me after the Steph breakup) He pretends not to notice me in the narrow hallway, but I will have none of that audacity so I stop and confront him with a hello. We chat and he eventually invites me to an event at his church, speaking as if there will be ample people there. I ask who else is going and he names some then hesitates, then awkwardly changes the subject. I can tell he has just realized that the rest of the dozen-ish people who don’t talk to me will also be there and regrets inviting me. I decide to let it slide and introduce him to the lab/house cat. The cat is monstrously large and is very intelligent. In fact, it meows to mimic speech. The cat thought it would be funny to only approach Brossart ass-first, eventually breaking out in meow-laughter.