I found another thing I can't take pictures of: dreams. This morning: There was a lot of coming and going as I apparently don't know where I am when I'm dreaming, worrying about the opening hours of the London consulate (8-11). It was very hard to open the letter box with a strange little key and it was even harder to lock it, maybe i only pretended i did but i didn't. Also, there was a woman with blue hair with so many shades i couldn't take my eyes off her, but she just wanted me to work for her, while this friend of mine was also in town, coming to maybe meet me, from an english language course, which is strange because she is english.