Last Night I Had the Strangest Dream....

Now, whacked-out anxiety dreams are fairly common for me. I actually find them kind of humorous sometimes but last night's takes the Tri-cake (see photo).
The HFWT and tri-twitter regulars had all rented a house in Lake Placid. It was race morning, which, for some reason, didn't start until noon. It was 11:48 and I was frantically trying to get everyone out the door to get down to transition because none of them had checked in their bikes or left their gear bags. But they were all just chit-chatting without a care in the world and I was the only one having a heart attack. And then my camera broke.
Then I woke up...laughing at myself.
How's that for bonkers?!