Rachel has high-impact dreams, like being a secret agent, James Bond style. Or situations involving life-and-death medical trauma.
I usually don't remember my dreams. This morning, though, I did remember one: I dreamed about eating Life cereal.
I was a little disappointed that my subconscious is so pedestrian.
(No, I'm not on a diet. Yet.)
1 comment:
Heh. It's a pedestrian dream for me when only a few cars blow up.
I'm definitely in the Rachel camp.
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