I had a dream that I was in a fancy grocery store and was frantically looking for Paris. Every tin was empty, and used for decoration around the shop, and I was opening tea tins looking for one that was full, and getting increasingly upset.
I did finally find one with tea in it, and in my dream I was so relieved that it was time for a cup of Paris when I woke up.
I feel that the fact that I have nightmares about tea scarcity says a lot about me.
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(Grin) You are not alone. I dreamed I landed a part time job in the one local coffee shop (inside a garden center/nursery, of all places) that serves decent tea … strictly because I wanted to make the tea. Instead, they made me scrub landscape rocks.
(Grin) You are not alone. I dreamed I landed a part time job in the one local coffee shop (inside a garden center/nursery, of all places) that serves decent tea … strictly because I wanted to make the tea. Instead, they made me scrub landscape rocks.
To quote Amy Farrah Fowler: That “was both tragic and hysterical.”
(^ᴗ^)
Bonus points for an Amy quote!
You guys are hysterical!
Omg that is hilarious! Sounds like a dream I would have.