Smudgefish

Busy day, no time to write on here this morning, trying to remember dreasm from scribbled notes:

1) In London. a job interview on a bed.

2) Back to being a junior doctor, I'm on call, but in my own house. I'm stood at the top of the stairs talking to a senior doctor and worried about what we are going to eat later. I'm saying I'm starving even though I'm not really hungry. Then I remember going outside and hanging a red coat up, it's raining.