Holding onto urine is not part of my job description.  
I dreamed that my companions and I found a trove of treasure, but then a cat-genie showed up and demanded either half the loot, or a human sacrifice.  
My office floats away in the rain.
I dreamed I was in a museum, and I was told to interpret the meaning of a sculpture titled "The Drowning Man."  The sculpture consisted of a large wooden spiral staircase, with the torso of a stone-faced man rising from the center, reaching toward the top step, which was covered in fountain pens.