A recent dream:

The other month I dreamnt --

I'm kneeling by the washing machine in the laundry area of the basement of the front house and the washing machine door is open, and I pull out a navy blue fitted bedsheet that is the entirety of the washing-load, and as I look at it, I wonder why I put in such a small load, instead of waiting to wash that sheet or instead of putting other things into the washing machine along with it.

And then, I wake up.

. . .

(Now **that** is a mundane dream.)