Last night I dreamt that I made a sandwich with pepperoni, salami, bechamel, and lemon and lime slices and it was delicious.
That was after I ran my fastest because dinosaurs (a whole herd of herbivores that looked a lot like Corythosaurus) were chasing me.
While I was eating my sandwich they were opening the doors and windows of the house with their rather prehensile lips so they could come to see where I went.
The other occupants of the house and I were trying to stay still and quiet so maybe they would go away.
I’m going through my Dreamland posts and rewriting the ones that have more than a few short sentences into slightly fuller stories. They’ll be on the new page in my top menu as I add them.
Not all of them will be rewritten because some just don’t have enough material to pull together in anything approximating cohesiveness.