It's been quite a week in my dream life.
Last night, I dreamed that our fertility clinic was in Paris. Every time we had an appointment, we would fly over and book into the Ritz for the night. As you do. The coffee was amazing. And every time the front desk clerk gave me the bill for our stay, I exclaimed "Really? That's all? It's so reasonable..."
That doesn't take much thought to interpret. I'm starting to get the message that the cost of treatment is weighing heavily on me. What do you think?