Dream LVII

I had just awoken from a nap. I reached for my glasses but when I put them on, something was wrong--my vision was off, somehow. So I took my glasses off and looked at them. The frames had been broken in several pieces, so cleanly that I could not stick them back together.

I decided I would have some toast while I tried to repair them. When the toast popped up, I picked up both slices and took a bite out of one of them. But it was soft, wet and mushy, like dog food, so I immediately spat it out. I tried to gather it up so I could throw it away, but it kept slipping under the sink. Finally I reached as far as I could and, using the other piece of toast like a paper towell, I managed to get it all out and into the trash can.

There were several impressive dust bunnies under the sink as well. I picked them up and threw them away along with the toast.