I had a dream where I had just become a vampire. (I knew because someone said, “Oh, you’re a vampire now.”)

I was at a small hotel in some desert. So I bought a motorcycle, but when I was about to ride it I realized I had no idea how to ride a motorcycle. Or how to be a vampire for that matter. Nobody was with me, but a voice said, “Aw, you’ll be fine.”

Then I wondered if I really was a vampire, and if I was, why I was bothering with a helmet?