non-lucid

Last night I recall the following:

I had to go to town to buy books. I travelled to a smaller town that I remember from my childhood, but it is not the same. I need to get a bus from here to town before the shops shut - it is already 4pm and Sunday. the shopping centre where I am closes, I get asked to leave - but am sent a back way so I am late for the bus I need. I see it drive away, but I am not too bothered nor do I make any effort to catch up with it or stop it.

I wake - and suspect (for some reason) that this dream is to do with my career and work life ....?

So, a 'normal' dream that would have Freudian psycho-analysts falling over themselves to offer me interpretations.

All very blurry until the part where I am fighting against 3 or so people who are trying to castrate me! I fight quite viciously but am losing, and am trying to reason with them. Even more oddly (perhaps) the three trying to pin me down are UK magician/mentalists (Drew McAdam; colin McLeod and Pete Turner). Seriously; wtf?

Anyway ... I think it best to forget this dream