The other week, I dreamed that I went under my sink to pull some stuff out, and I pull out the big 20-lb. bag of Goya rice, only when I pull it out, it's mostly empty, with some scattered grains and bugs crawling all out of it...
Dreams like that are hard for me to recognize if they're dreams, everything is so normal. Only my remembering that I had thrown out the bag right away after transferring the rice to coffee cans made me realize it was a dream.
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