Seen here in my most vivid dream, eating imaginary spaghetti at the frontlines of the battle. |
Man, I had the weirdest dream the other day. We were driving in the car when I fell asleep.
Next thing I know I'm sitting down to dine in Mongolia. It was so weird. There was a guy at a huge grill cooking up anything you could imagine. Behind our table were men on horses and dogs fighting invaders at the Great Wall, except they were more like wooden cutouts silhouetted by neon lightsthan people. Weird isn't it?/P>
The dream was complete with real food too. I had noodles, pineapple and rice napkins. I know there's probably no pineapple in China, certainly not that far north, but I also know you can't well defend a wall with wooden cutouts of dogs, so bear with me. Oh yeah, and the rice napkin had to be an imagined thing too since I try to eat napkins anyhow, and these particular napkins happened to be edible, though as bland as its real life inedible counterpart.
The waitress was very nice and pretty, though definitely not Chinese. Same was true for the busboy, only not pretty. And I think he was Mexican besides, but still.
For dessert we had soft-serve vanilla ice cream. New to me and quite sensational. At that point I knew beyond any doubt that I was dreaming and the illusion was really quite breathtaking.
The first fortune cookie of my life soon arrived, which read "You will do better in stocks than in real estate." Finally, some advice I can actually use.
Next thing I know, I wake up and I'm right back where it all started, in the car. How totally odd. If I fell asleep in the ho-hum car and woke up in the hum-drum car, it confirms I was dreaming all along. But so vivid was this dream that I somehow managed to get pictures from it. I challenge you good people to explain that.
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