Dream journal: I dreamed up a whole new passage in Dracula where Dr. Seward, I think, writes a letter to some boxer with a very Old Testament name to find out more about Lucy's family, and to Arthur Holmwood about logistics, with some quaint turns of phrase to do with playing with toy soldiers in the garden. Also, a Chinese restaurant; somehow finding room in my small backpack for a hardcover of Les Misérables; giving sarcastic advice to teens mildly misbehaving in a Walmart; a sort of escalator/surface ski lift with a warmed handlebar up steep stairs in winter; and more. Plus usual dreams about battling too many mobs in Minecraft and trying to warp home or to spawn, or quit the game, but keyboard/commands not working.