Don't go to sleep right after eating big meal!
Last night, I learned that the hard way when I was chased around a dream airport by the ex-Attorney General and queen of the lady suit, Janet Reno. Please, just let me on the plane, Miss Reno.
The really strange part is that she wasn't even towering over me or chasing me around like in a monster dream. This was a battle of wits complete with disguises, comic misdirection and witty taunts. It only ended when I woke up in the middle of the night to a rousing round of what the hell is going on in my brain?!?. Was my poor unsuspecting mind switched in the middle of the night with Folgers crystal meth (republican edition)?
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