had a weird dream last night: I was cycling home from work, along my normal route, and i was about 80% of the way home when I stopped at a spar which for some reason was different to what it normally is: it was about a mile further along the road than it actually is, it was a lot smaller, didn't have a petrol station as it does in real life, and it was more of a 'kiosk' than a walk-in shop but there was a person or multiple people running it with their house behind. For some reason, there was also lots of tumbleweed blowing around like there always is in dreams. I stopped and exchanged words with the guy running the spar, and then he gave me some money, in notes and pound coins. I knew that he wasn't supposed to be giving me the money and that it was because he was mixed up, but I accepted it anyway. I put the notes in my pocket or wallet or somewhere and the coins in a carrier bag I was carrying - I'm not sure whether I had this before I got to the spar or not, or whether I got it from the spar, but I cycled off on the pavement with it hanging from my left handlebar. All the while it was like I was experiencing this, and it was really realistic. I then noticed that my bike's handlebars were dodgy - they were my old flat-bar ones, and they didn't have grips or bar ends and they were loose. This is the weird bit: I then found myself thinking, 'hang on - this MUST only be a dream - because I know in real life i've put drop handlebars on ...' And at the point when I realised I KNEW it was a dream, but was still in it, the carrier bag hanging from my left handlebar suddenly got much heavier, instantly causing me to fall off sideways! The point where I fell off was when I woke up... how weird is that?