Not good

It's never a good sign when you're rehearsing an opera in your dreams.

It's even worse when it's not even an opera you know.

It's worse still when it's not even something that even exists.

And no, I don't think I can compose an opera just to get it out of my head. "Tune-be-gone" won't work here.

Which means that I'll be stuck with this nebulous opera swirling about my head until something even more Kafkaesque comes along to take its place.