SammyTheSnake

Fragment 1: I'm following some kind of national infrastructure route, it feels like a new system perhaps foir delivering some new form of power but doedsn't follow any preexisting distribution network. I'm following a line into Wales from the WEst Midlands and can see the branching structure on a map.

Fragment 2: I'm in a car on a bridge heading downhill from the high point of the bridge toward what looks like a toll gate at the bottom of the slope. The bridge is wide, perhaps four or six lanes, and traffic is at a standstill. I hed down the hard shoulder and somebody in the car is apparently nervouis that I might hit the other cars as I pass, so I prove the point by driving so as to just clip my wing mirror on the bollards that line the other side of the gap I'm going through.

Fragment 3:
I'm in a car going around a roundabout, it feels familiar, I think from a dream of a few years back. I'm directing somebody else driving and tell them which exit to take, but they miss it and as we go past it becomes clear that it's more complicated than I thought because immediately adjacent to the exit we need to take, there is another exit that goes onto the wrong carriageway, and a third exit that leads onto a narrow old road that used to service the rouge. This third exit is precipitously steep, totally infeasible, but still offered as an option at the junction!

I'm at some kind of conference in a hotel. I'm supposed to be leaving to get to a meeting I have at nine but my bag has gone missing. I vault over an upright piano that's in the foyer, then I try to pack some of my gubbins in the piano. I have akey to lock the back panel onto the piano after stuffing the space behind with clothes and shoes and suitcases etc. I also have a key for the flap that covers the keyboard, but the lock is broken, so that's not much use.

I find some of my stuff that needs packing hidden on top of a cupboard and complain to the guy who put it there that I'm likely to lose stuff if he puts it in random places like that.

I spot a car behind the cupboard and think "oh yeah, my other car" but it's only a remote control toy and the key in my pocket is just the remote.