A List of Dreams

I just ate a piece of Dove dark chocolate. The inside of the foil wrapper said, “Make a List of Your Dreams”. Here goes:


I’m on the third or fourth floor of a building and a tidal wave is coming in right at eye level. I have to save the turtles.

I have to teach a class about something very technical and, amazingly, I know all about it.

The city is dark and smoky and people are walking on all fours like apes. They can’t read, and they like ketchup.

I’m Buffy, but I’m not really Buffy, but Buffy is there and she’s in a class at SIPA.

I’m in a split level house and something is very scary in the closet upstairs.

There’s this cheerleader ... She’s interactive.



That’s about it. If anyone reads this and would like to Make a List of Your Dreams, please do so in the comments. I’d like to read them.