I had a dream that I was talking to the most wonderful person, and then I woke up.
It sounds stupid, but I really was sad that a) I know no one like that and b) they probably don't exist.
That doesn't sound stupid, I'm pretty sure everyone has upsetting dreams like that.
Awful stuff. Even worse when the dream person is based off someone real, only for you to realise how utterly unlike that they really are.
Edit: Oh look, two new additions to the ever-growing list of things that are stressing me out.
One: I don't have a lift to
or from the airport tomorrow night.
Getting to the airport I depart from isn't so bad, since I can just catch a train followed by another train. It's expensive, but probably not quite as expensive as the fuel required to drive there. I only have one bag so that's easy enough to manage.
Unfortunately, I get to Melbourne rather late, almost at midnight- there are no more buses from the airport at that time.
I had thought I'd be able to rely on my friend/housemate who
has has a car, but, well, not anymore.
So I typed up a message on social media, asking if I had any friends who could maybe give me a lift, in exchange for beer/fuel money (not that I can really afford either of those anyway), but any friends in the area who have cars, I don't know well enough to feel comfortable asking them for such a favour.
I'm not good at asking favours from friends, especially not a big one like this- they probably live on the other side of the city from the airport or something. Too shy/nervous whatever to post that, and I sure as hell can't afford-- well, I could afford a taxi, but I'm not going to pay $30 or however much it would cost me. Ugh. Knowing me I'll probably end up just spending the night at the airport or at a bus stop somewhere, waiting 'til four in the morning when the first bus leaves.
Two: my payment has been cancelled, for reasons unknown.
I told my agency that I was going away for a couple of weeks and they said that was fine (once I explained that it was with the aim of hopefully getting a job in the not-too-distant future), but apparently they forgot about that and decided to set another appointment for me. Morons. At least I should be able to get that sorted before my next payday was due, but still. That's more stress that I don't need. These jerks are the most incompetent office I've had to deal with in my entire adult life. Hopefully I'll be able to work up the courage to demand a transfer to a different office... these idiots have caused me no end of problems.
Perhaps these problems don't seem so bad to a normal person, and indeed, they wouldn't normally bother me a great deal.
But I've been stressed enough lately and I don't need more shit added to the dungheap I'm already being slowly crushed under.