There are so many things I could and should be doing but I feel a stronger need to nap.

This is after going to sleep early last night and having more epic dreams... Some of it was too traumatic to share here - a lot of violent imagery I don't want to mess up your brain with -, but the GOOD/INTERESTING part of the dream was that it turned out that Scorsese had made a film adaptation of Sondheim's FOLLIES back in the 70s starring Bernadette Peters, and it was only being released now. I couldn't afford tickets to see it, but I could afford a tshirt with the logo, an iconic image of Bernadette in a short, curly platinum wig, surrounded by stars. I got a purple tshirt  printed with metallic silver ink, and I was just thrilled with it, so eager to see the movie, so excited for more people to be introduced to Sondheim.
And the story of why it hadn't been released was so interesting; the studio had demanded "a happy ending", and when Scorsese & Sondheim refused, the film was locked away in a vault, never to see the light of day. Also, some key scenes were filmed in black and white, and studio executives insisted it would "confuse" audiences. But now, not only was it being released, it had been restored and remastered, looking more amazing than it ever would have before.
The screening was at a university, but it looked more like a pavilion at Disney World, all terracotta plazas, mosaic tile, fountains and bridges.
Clips from the film were playing on huge screens, all over.

The other part of my dream, the part with the violence, was I was back in NYC, but instead of a good NYC job, I was working the same job as I am now, only in much more brutal, dangerous conditions. I saw a lot of gross things.

This was instructional to my waking mind, because, whenever I daydream about going back to NYC, it always includes going back to design work, never the food service work I do now. It makes me feel a grudging gratitude that, if I am reduced to this type of work, I'm doing it here in a relatively safe environment.

The dream was so involved, and some parts so upsetting (I witnessed human trafficking and violence against animals), I guess its no wonder I need a nap to recover from my sleep.

I want to say, in my waking life, I'm not especially a fan of Scorsese, and my dream director for FOLLIES would be Lynch, because I think he has a special understanding of how the present is always interacting with the past (which, to me, is what FOLLIES is about), but in the dream, I was just so happy that this film existed!