1719, dreamt first ever of village dork. We sat across from each other. I was excited eating FOOD. Obvious was white rice and lots of it. He wasn’t interactive with me but sat there preparing or getting ready to eat. There appeared to be a door behind him, an opened door, probably the front door. The little one may have been there earlier and directed us to relocate our dining more to my right on another table.
That’s all I remembered from this dream. I awoke from my mid-afternoon nap. The air-conditioner has been on because today’s weather is another scorcher. Maybe it’s that time for nom-noms.
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