In the dream, I was queued with my friends waiting to be seated at a formal dinner that was being hosted by a royal person of ambiguous status. Our group was soon seated at a very elegant table set with exquisite china and silver flatware. I was assigned a place beside Gary, a friend’s son.

A uniformed servant placed the first course at everyone’s places at the table. There was some type of mousse that was presented in a crystal comport and adorned with spicy sprinkles. While I tried to decide which part of the mousse to dig into first, Gary had already devoured half of his portion. He then noticed that I had not yet begun to eat. Gary told me to just dig in anywhere and enjoy the fruity goodness. The moment my fork touched the mousse, I awakened from the dream with a wide smile on my…

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