Woke up remembering very little. Which seems to be the vibe these days. Something about being in Cork. ... Also woke up late so didn't have time to properly remember. Actually. I'm remember there was a river in cork (but it wasn't the river Lee) and I was hiding from the authorities- we'd had a party that had gotten out of hand. So I went to the river to fish. And kept on catching the same fish - but kept throwing it back. Then I'd catch it again and the hook would be deeper and deeper every time. And the hook was on ribbon instead of fishing line.