I had this dream last night.

I'd gone to bed with wet hair but someone shook me awake, telling me the press were outside and there was no time, they wanted to take my picture because I'd won an award. I was confused and cynical and begging for just five more minutes' sleep.

Someone else came to take me through the hotel corridors but he was very cruel and, in my triumphant but unexplained moment of picture-taken-award-glory, made fun of my weird hair and big hands and general unsuitability for award-winningness.

Then I really was woken up, furious and extremely hurt, and was in a dreadful mood all the way to work.

I mean, seriously. I haven't dreamed in months, and this is the best I could come up with.