I rarely remember my dreams let alone have to force myself awake out of fear or anger or whatever, but I had two bad dreams that woke me up last night.

The first I was flying with my dad in a 4 seater plane (he had a private pilots license before I was born, but I never actually flew with him). For whatever reason I was in the back seat and couldn’t see anything (I don’t know who was in the other front seat). I think I was napping in the plane cuz I woke up in the dream and we were in a storm (I could only see the lightning flashing and you could hear rain). We started to spin and were going to crash when I woke up.

In the other dream I somehow lost my work permit and ended up jobless in europe. I woke up thinking this was still real and figured I would have to go back to frankfurt and move in with Matt or something. This wasn’t as bad or vivid as the first dream. It was about 6:30 so maybe I didn’t really wake up from the dream, but in the dream I remember being angry about it and yelling in the office or something.
Both weird…

I have another appointment with the Italian authorities on Wednesday for the final approval of my work permit.