Dream

Posted on July 2, 2011 in Dreams

I’m cooking dinner with my mother. She is working on one dish and I am creating the other while concentrating on an online game. When it is time to serve it, I discover that she has added large charcoal briquettes to my part of the meal. She insists that this is what the recipe calls for over my protests. I check a calendar and discover that I should be back at school. Why hasn’t she told me?