“So what did you dream about?”
Janette and I have been married for almost nine years. This question has started the majority of our days. She almost always wins for the sheer lunacy of her escapes in the dreamscape.
So when she says things like, “Yeah, I finally found the public restroom in my dream, but then a bunch of Asian businessmen kicked down the door and started dancing in a big line,” I don’t really get surprised anymore.
But yesterday when I asked, she said: “I had the dream again.” And she’ll tell you I’m lying, but I swear she smacked her lips. But she’s the one who named herself “Utensila.”
“What dream?” I asked.
“Oh, the one where there are too many people in the house and so I crawl through the lazy susan cupboards into the chocolate cave.”
“Into the chocolate cave?” I asked.
“The chocolate cave on the other side of the lazy Susan cupboard?”
“Do you eat the chocolate?”
“Oh no. It’s where I go to think.”
And after nearly nine years of thinking I’d heard it all, I was stumped again with nothing to say.
Any interpretations on this dream, geniuses?
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