Dreams.

I dreamt that I had a ship with my family, a real traditional sailing ship made of wood, not some modern thing, and I was climbing around in its holds... There were some hard-to-reach places where I had to squeeze between the moving parts of the ship while a light sea wave washed over me from the outside. And in another hold, down below, we had chickens... A fantastic assortment.
Despite this, the ship was old, and some of the planks had come loose from the main structure, like in a worn-out wicker basket, but I didn't feel any panic because of it: it's just a problem, I just need to fix it, and for now, we're sailing fine...