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I don’t really like Orange Chicken

The very old Chinese man and I were in the barn, and it was burning, but I didn’t feel any heat. I knew though, that it was very important that we get out of the burning barn, before it was too late. However, the only way out was to use the time machine the old man had built. We had to prevent the fire in order to escape it. In order to use the time machine, we had to finish off this gigantic bowl full of orange chicken, lo mein, and pork fried rice. We couldn’t have any leftovers, or the machine wouldn’t work. So we were eating as fast as we could, and I noticed that I never felt full, which was a good thing. Before we could eat each plate though, it had to be sat on a pedestal so the buzzer could ring. We did this twice. (as it turns out, I apparently turned the alarm off twice before I finally woke up). Just as we were about to scrape the last of the food out of the bowl, I woke up.


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Aug. 26th, 2003 01:52 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry, I have no insight into your dream...I can only laugh, and laugh, and laugh....:)
Aug. 27th, 2003 09:12 am (UTC)
Now that I re-read it, it is kinda funny, huh? It didn't strike me that way at first, but yeah, it's a strange one...
Aug. 27th, 2003 09:34 am (UTC)
Oh! I hope I didn't offend you, I'm just a nut about food in dreams. It is SO symbolic of many different things (love, obligation, satisfaction...etc.) that it just seemed funny. I'm sorry.
Aug. 27th, 2003 01:35 pm (UTC)
No, I'm not offended at all. :) When I first woke up from that dream I was just like: Woah! That was a strange one, and it didn't really strike me as any particular emotion, other than that it was strange. But I can definitly see the humor in it...
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