I had a kind of post-apocalyptic dream. Overall the landscape was kind of parched, semi-desert, with most of the action taking place in kind of an industrial-looking city. I had an encampment there where I was working on mechanical stuff. I walked to another part of this town, or whatever you want to call it, to get some parts or gas for my vehicle. On the way back, I found the road was blocked by some ruffians who were arguing and looked like they were about to get into a fight. So I walked down a slope to my right, with the idea of taking the long way around to get back to my encampment. Instead, I ended up in some dark underground tunnels/caverns, balancing myself on some pipes that were above the bottom. I got myself turned around a little, and I wasn't sure where to go because it was too dark to see. The next thing I knew, I was walking around above ground with a friend of mine, and we went to check on another friend. Friend #1 asked friend #2 if the software company where he worked had any job openings. Friend #2 said that sometimes when he's feeling lazy, he hires other people to do his projects for him, so he might consider doing that for friend #1 some time. I was wondering how friend #2 could afford to do that. But then I woke up.
Kor