I just remembered that I had another dream I remember.
I dreamt that I was in my little kitchen, scrounging for something to eat. I opened my fridge and to my horror (joy? no! horror!) it was full of things like cheesecake and yogurt-covered pretzels and chocolate grahams and other such holiday treats. I couldn't find anything healthy in there and my tummy was hurting.
Just to clarify, my refrigerator is actually full of Gatorade and Bud Light and various salad dressings, but nothing to put said dressings on.
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1 year ago