Oh, also poop. I'd like to see how this diet affects my movements. Favourably, one would hope.

Ever since coming to Scotland I've been having...tough to say. I've never been constipated which is great. I like to go easy on the rectum so it doesn't tear. Sometimes I've had diarrhea but not often. But usually, it's been on the wet side. I prefer my craps a little more dry.

However, I've been able to go more or less straight away which is nice. I mean, I hit the toilet and I'm off. It's good. Saves times. Don't have to strain. No risk of injury. So hopefully that continues.

It's like sleeping. 15 years ago I had a slight problem with insomnia. I remember lying in bed thinking about how comfortable I am and how great it is to sleep and all of this in an effort to fall asleep but I just couldn't do it. Then I got a job working nights and problem solved. I'd get home and immediately fall asleep. This persisted even after I stopped doing that job (which was only three months) and continues to this day.

I consider myself something of a master of sleeping. It occupies a large percentage of our lives. Why discount it? If you can you master sleep, you've mastered much of life.

So I like to sleep mid-day as a nap. I go for around 2.00 usually. I'll wake up at 3.00 or maybe 4.00. Sometimes earlier, sometimes later, but between 3.00 and 4.00 is where the lionshare of the awakenings happen.

I was taking a nap today and had a dream where some black guy was saying, "Have you ever regretted something you've done at work?". Something like that. And it was me and some people. Maybe two black women and a white woman. And they're saying, "Yeah, of course we've all done something that we've regretted." Trying to sympathise with the guy.

He then took out a video player of some sort (maybe his phone) and showed a video of him at his job receiving oral sex from a middle-aged black woman with blue hair. He says that she was fired over this. Not sure if he was as well. But we're all disgusted at him and the women are telling him what an awful person he is. He just laughs it off and leaves.

Soon, we get to a diner and we see this blue haired woman. She talks about how she lost her job but she's pretty upbeat about the whole thing. The diner doesn't pay as much but things will work out.

Then, I don't know, some other stuff happened. Can't remember now. But the dream ended with me and two of these women in my car. I was waiting for them because I wanted to go home but then I decided to just forget it and go to my car in this big parking garage but it turns out that they arrived shortly after I did. So they got in and I drove away. And of course my car didn't work properly. It just didn't respond. The steering wheel would lock up and I was swerving over the road, stuff like this.

It's a recurring aspect of my dreams: the non-working car. It happened once in real life. I was turning a corner right near my apartment, it was two lane road but quite busy, and my steering wheel locked up and I almost drove off the road. I just stopped, restarted the car, and everything was fine.

Could this be why I keep having non-working cars in my dreams or is there a deeper meaning? I can't think of a single dream I've had involving a car that worked. They never work.

Google suggests that recurring dreams with cars that brakes that don't work is semi-common. Common enough to offer as a search suggestion, anyway.

Then the first hit is some new-age bullshit website that says non-working brake dreams, "Might suggest high anxiety or losing control of a situation or events". That's the obvious interpretation.

There's a few threads about this on socialanxietysupport.com.

Hey, the Daily Mail. What do they suggest? Being out of control. Really phoned in half-article.

Anyway, it's not the brakes that don't work in my dream. It's the steering wheel. I don't know, maybe it's the brakes too. Have to get a full diagnostics done.

A dream that comes only once is oftenest only an idle accident, and hasn't any message, but the recurrent dream is quite another matter--oftener than not it has come on business.

-- Mark Twain
"Three Thousand Years Among the Microbes"