So, if I was going to go to this thing, I'd need to finish up at the zoo, head home, take a nap, and shower (and probably eat) before I went out. I looked at my zoo map again. I had to see the big cats, and then I'd leave. It was just as well. It was getting too hot, and I was probably already pink from the sun. There was some shade near the tigers, so I sat and watched them for a while. I've always loved tigers. They're beautiful and deadly. Like jellyfish. I like jellyfish too.
I went home to nap and had strange dreams, stranger than usual. In one, I had a tiny gray kitten, smaller than a chicken egg, that I was supposed to take care of. I had this overwhelming sense of responsibility, that I had to protect it. I've only ever been responsible for me. I can't even keep plants or goldfish alive. Then, in the dream, the kitten fell down a drain and I couldn't fish it out, and I felt like a failure.
In the second dream, I climbed a mountain in a blizzard with a lot of other people. Then I got altitude sickness and had to go back down, fast. I didn't make it to the summit. The leader of the group put me in a bobsled with another person to steer and I shot down the mountain with snow flying in my face.
That's about the time my phone buzzed and beeped, jarring me awake, telling me I had a text.