Altes Museum

I had a dream I was back home. But I knew that it didn't make sense that I was back home, because I had made a plan to go to the Altes Museum in the morning, and I couldn't have made that plan in the USA. I said "but I'm in Deutschland!" but I couldn't wake up and someone was singing белая гвардия, so I knew even more that it was a dream, because I had been singing to myself the day before. I was getting upset, I wanted to go back. And then I woke up. I went to the bathroom downstairs because it's more private and examined the freckles on my arms, thinking about how this is the kind of detail that is missed in dreams. I told Hannah my dream and Sasha walked by but didn't see us. Then Hannah and I went to get groceries. But it was really hard to count out the money, and I was upset because the cashier lady was speaking to me in English because she had heard me and Hannah speaking in English. And I thought "I don't remember drinking, why is it so hard to count?" and tried harder. And then I woke up.

After which I did actual go to the Altes Museum, which is Greek and Roman work, and walked around a little in the area.