Last month I dreamnt-
I open up the tin of instant coffee that's on my kitchen counter to go take a scoop out of it, and I can see the metal container bottom through the little coffee that is left in there, and there's far less left in there than I had thought.
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(Since I space out going to the grocery store because of Covid, I've somehow been missing sales on my regular coffee that I get and so I haven't been buying any lately. So, instead, I've been drawing down the supply in my pantry, and so to stretch out the coffee that I have, I've sometimes been using up some instant coffee that I had boughten ages ago in order to collect the unusual tin, and I'm like halfway done with that, not all the way done with it like in this dream.)
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