Two nights before, I had a dream that I had a new joust horse that could talk. It did not know my name, and therefore referred to me simply as 'Rider.' "Hey Rider, let's take this trail!" "Hey Rider, there are brambles. Lift your legs."
I also had the obligatory Faire nightmare, wherein we were opening and I had no costume, had not memorized my scripts, didn't know my fight choreography and had left my armor at home.
Anxiety much, Kel?