So last night I had a very vivid dream. I was in a foreign country - it felt European, continental. France or Germany or Belgium. And I was in a large indoor market, waiting in line to get to a bakery's counter. They were selling cakes, and I needed one but I couldn't decide which one I wanted and they were all too expensive. There was a darjeeling limited-themed cake. That confused me. I wanted to try a slice of it, but people were getting upset because I seemed to be going through the waiting line in the wrong direction.
It was weird, and then my parents woke me up because I had to go move a chair into our basement. Sad: I wanted to see how it ended.