I don’t dream too often. But since I’ve been home, I’ve had these vivid dreams each night. They started off being harmless, but they are starting to interfere with my day-to-day life.
“I got you the string cheese and celery you asked for,” I told my sister.
“What are you talking about?” She said.
Apparently she had not told me that she desperately needed string cheese and celery. So when I bought bulk string cheese and a pack of celery, it was unnecessary. The celery will eventually be eaten, but that cheese, I can assure everyone, will be in my fridge the next time I come home.
