I had a dream last night that I was the Popes personal dolly operator. It was my only job and so I was very into making sure I did it well. It was like an electric motorized hand-truck and he stood on the front. We were roaming a large picnic area looking for a small demonic boy who was the source of all evil. The dolly wheels kept spinning out on the grass and getting stuck. The Pope got all frustrated with me and just decided to walk. I was very disappointed in myself.