Last night I had this dream: I dreamed I was flying to England and when I got to the airport they told there was no room for my luggage on the plane. So I decided that the best thing for me to do was to wear everything in my suitcase. I put on all six pairs of socks, six boxers, five shirts (long-sleeved), seven t-shirts, three pairs of jeans, some nice chinos, a hoodie, a wool cap, an overcoat, a longish scarf and a pair of low profile fleece gloves. Oh, and some workout shorts. Luckily, I was able to fit my running shoes, toiletries, and electric razor easily into my messenger bag along with my phone charger, passport and the latest issue of "Garden & Gun" Magazine. And then things got weird.
