Dreaming you're Dr. Frankenstein

In this dream I was sorting iron test tube racks, from housewares like serving tongs, and then I was led into another large room by a real estate agent, stone walls and everything covered in pools and drips of ivory candle wax, filled with the huge pieces of sparking equipment from the old Frankenstein movies.

The real estate agent throws a lever switch and the equipment warms up, and I think, Yeah, I can work with this, oh yes, and I say, "We'll take it," and the agent is like, "Sure, we do rentals, a lot of people shoot music videos here."

I look at the glowing balls of plasma energy rolling through the machinery, heating up from golden to pure glassy silver and I say, "No, I'm buying it."

Dreams are weird, but I'm taking it as a sign to get back to the gym and also try some more intimidating physical activity this summer.