I had a terrible dream last night that I lost my wallet at an Orlando water park.

I’m not sure what the scariest part of that sentence is.

I did end up finding the wallet though. I left and went back to the hotel, and while I was waiting for a room key replacement I realized I wouldn’t have been swimming with my wallet on me. So, I went back to the water park, had them re-open locker #512, and there it was: dark wallet camouflaged against the dark felt lining the bottom of the locker.

So, thank you stress dream for waking me up early this morning.