I dream a dream of dreamy dreams

Today I have been zombie-esque. I got in last night from speed dating at 3am. At 7am, my alarm rang. It seemed like I was asleep for 5 minutes. I got up and caught the 8.25am train to London.

I managed to get through a meeting in Covent Garden and then I had to get a second train from London to Birmingham where I had another meeting from 6.30 to 7.30pm.

I practically crawled into my hotel room. It is clear I cannot survive on 4 hours sleep. ('4' is the tenuous link to the photo). Bizarrely, as I was drifting off to sleep, a guest walked past my room and, in a deep barritone voice, sang the words "I dream a dream of dreamy dreams".

I did.