Dream last night:

A kilometre-long section of a four-lane road was all dug up on one side, closing two lanes, and the traffic diverted to use the two lanes on the other side, single-file each direction. The enormous hole in the ground was surrounded by concrete barriers to stop people falling in. But then it rained and all the workers in the hole were trapped and couldn’t climb out, so they were left swimming in this kilometre-long giant pool of water. And then a truck carrying live sharks crashed and spilled the sharks into the water, cueing a desperate struggle for survival by the trapped people.

Interpretations of this dream welcome.

Dream last night: There was an extended documentary-like sequence in which I learnt many interesting facts about Tyrannosauruses by way of comparisons with modern animals. One in particular stood out:

“A Tyrannosaurus rex can comfortably ride on a giraffe. If only the giraffe could support the weight – but then that’s hardly a design flaw in the T. rex.”