#83
I had a dream last week where three friends and I went to a restaurant. Running through the middle of the restaurant were two brick walls and in the middle of the two was a train track. Every five minutes or so, a train would come hurtling through at full speed and no one took notice. My friends and I took a seat at one of the walls and placed our order. When the food came we began to eat, but unfortunately for me, a pack of wolves kept sneaking through the train entrance. They would grab my plate and throw it on the tracks and run out of the restaurant just before the next train came thundering through. I think this has something to do with a diet?
