So two nights in a row, I’ve had a dream that someone was chasing me, trying to kill me. Now I’m not going to bore you with the details of said dreams, because listening to other ppls dreams is about as much fun as shitting in a crowded public bathroom, except to say this: One of them took place at a futuristic mall… inside of a pineapple.
Listen, the pineapple part, it’s kinda thrown me for a loop. I’ve never had a dream about being inside a fruit before. Have you?