Life must be good or I'm just obssessed...

I'm thinking life must be pretty good (or I'm just very attached to my camera) when this was my "nightmare" last night:

I dreamed that I suddenly decided that I wanted to go to London. Now this is probably because my friend Lorena is in London right now and I spent some of the day yesterday looking up flights to go home as well as discussed a possible trip to Vegas.

In my dream I immediately booked my flight to London and hopped on the plane the same day. There were no assigned seats so there was a mad dash to get the good ones which looked like large yellow recliners. I ended up with what looked like a stool. Fun long flight on a stool!

Well the nightmare began once I realized that I forgot my camera! I freaked out. What was the point in going if I didn't have my camera!? I literally woke up from this part! Either life is really good right now that this is the kind of nightmare I have or I'm just a little too attached to my camera.