In last night's dream — one that got interrupted when I woke up about 4:30 this morning, but which restarted once I was back asleep — I wandered around and outside a large futuristic complex, worrying about a situation, almost getting into a fight at one point with a man whose daughters were mad at me, and riding a subway train away from the complex when I realized no, wait, I need to do something back at the complex so I had to get off at a station and hop on the next train back...

...and what am I doing during all of this wandering? I have tubes and a plasma bag hooked up to an arm and, somehow, am doing a portable donation of blood platelets. This is impossible, because you need to be hooked up to a machine to do that, but hey, dreams. And I get back to where I'm going to finish the donation...and I spill the blood.

Okay, I'm awake NOW, and this dream won't keep happening.