Now Where's this Train Go?

Argh, I just had such a dumb dream. I was in Chicago trying to take the El somewhere, and it was one of those obvious stations like Belmont that I've been to a million times. But I was in line for a ticket and I didn't know how the tickets worked anymore. I ended up having to get in line twice, and the second time around when it took my cash it printed out handwritten slips of paper and play money instead of train tickets. I finally got up on the platform and realized, as I was getting on the train, I didn't even know which direction it was going.

What a relief when Puffy initiated my wakeup pester.