I dreamt that I was traveling by bus and that I had my knapsack with me. I pulled a number of things out of it while on the bus, for the ride was on the long side. When I arrived wherever I was going, I started putting everything back into the knapsack, but it soon transpired that not all would fit into it again. I remember a big and heavy bundle of papers that I was stuffing into the knapsack with great difficulty. There were many pieces of clothing that had to be repacked, too. When people started coming off the bus, some of them helped me with my knapsack as soon as they saw how much stuff I had with me. In no time it was bursting at the seams, but there was still a lot that remained unpacked. I remember a camera and a box full of pens and pencils that had to go into my pockets. I was stunned by all these things that used to fit into the knapsack perfectly well before I boarded the bus. When I remembered how far I had to walk with so much on my back, I started panicking. Waking up and realizing that all this was just a dream was quite wonderful. My knapsack is always half empty, anyway.