In which my subconscious betrays me
Had a pretty vivid dream where I was setting up my own lab.
It was a mostly-empty room. It wasn't that big. It was basically a blank slate. White walls, gray blinds on the windows. It had a door. I was starting to decide where things would go.
And I was overjoyed. I did not care that the room wasn't that big, or what the weather was like outside. I was just so happy to have the chance to see what it would be like to do it my own way, starting from scratch.
I was really happy when I woke up, like it had actually happened. Took me a few minutes to realize it was a dream, but then I was just grateful to my imagination for having let me experience that so vividly.