Calling Freud ...

I just woke up from another weird dream tonight. I want to write it down before I forget, and it's 6 am, so no comments about incoheerence or typos.

As I was going to bed tonight, I got an email from the guy who was trying to set me up with an internship at the research institute in India. He just wanted to let me know that I'd been accepted, and that they were willing to pay me while I was there, but they wanted me to come in November, which was annoying.

But I was thinking damn, why didn't he get back to me sooner, since I'm all but in Bogota already by now. I've started doing some preliminary research on the project, and I'm part of a team and getting really excited about the whole thing. The email just made my life more complicated. The November arrival would be enough to get me out of having to change my plans completely, and without looking like a jackass to this very nice contact. But what if they changed their offer, so that I could go to Delhi in September or something?

This was really bothering me, but then I realized that I don't actually remember getting that email and that I'm probably dreaming. So I woke up to go check my email ... nothing. So I'm still going to Bogota.

The vividness of the dream, and the theme of dreaming of being in bed thinking about something that could well have happened but still wondering if I was dreaming, reminds me of another, recurring (for pretty much the first time in my life) dream I've had this year. I'm talking on the phone in bed when I fall asleep, leaving the other person listening to me snoring. For some reason I don't realize that they would obviously hang up. I then wake up in real life and scramble to find the phone to see if the person is still on the line, feeling really embarrassed for having been so rude. Of course, I was never talking to anyone, but for a few seconds I'm totally disoriented.

The same thing happens when I dream that I have a friend over in my room, and I wake up feeling embarrassed because I'm only wearing boxers and it just isn't appropriate.

These last two dreams have happened a couple of times and I can't figure out why. They're kind of funny, but weird. Is anyone into Freud? Psychonalyses are welcome in comments.