Granted it's a particularly winter thing, since I was much more limber pre-snow and pre-boots. Still.
And I'm also tired of these detailed but unresonant dreams I get from the current meds. Last night's both happened in a Japan that was much more realistic than any of my previous 'Japan' dreams. One even comprised a period-correct chanbara plot. But though everything looked right, nothing had the right feel. It was a two dimensional mockup of the place. And though it was all as mundane as can be, it's left me with a bad taste in my mental mouth, just because there was no there there.