Mari Ness - This is why I can't always figure out if I'm awake.

So I'm walking into work this morning at an insanely early hour when a a well-dressed, professional woman stops me and asks me where the library is.

"It's over there," I point. "The next building over."

She stares at the building. "But that can't be the library!" she gasps.

"Well, the part that's facing us is the theatre," I start, "and the library entrance --"

"But the building's BROWN!" she said.

I realized I had not had enough coffee. "Yes?"

"I can't go into a library if it's brown!"

I looked at the building. "Huh," I said.

"I can only go into libraries if they're blue," she said.

"I'm sorry," I told her.

The main problem with this conversation is that I figured that I had to be dreaming, since the conversation didn't make any sense whatsoever, so I tried to figure out how exactly I could get the dream to go elsewhere, when one of my co-workers came up to me and tried to have a sensible conversation, which proved, sadly, that I am not really dreaming, but am at work.