I dreamed I was at a potluck and my contribution to the meal was a salad.
I choose to make a fruit salad. It had only three ingredients: raspberries, pineapple, and my human hair. I cut it off special for just this occasion.
I mixed all the ingredients with my friends watching and then served up to several waiting plates.
I was just twirling up a forkful - like one does to spaghetti - of the lovely concoction, and lifting the fork to my mouth .....
And I woke up because my alarm went off. Thank you Lord for small miracles.
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How did you feel as you were about to eat? Did you cringe or did this seem normal to you? That's probably more important than what actually happened...I wonder what your dream means - but I guess only you know that!
PC - Actually - what was going through my mind as I was lifting the first forkful was both repulsion and an equal amount of awe (as in "who knew hair could taste so good").
For the life of me, I cannot figure what this dream could mean, and I'm not even sure I'd want to know.
I agree! Let's leave this dream unanalyzed, shall we? I love how matter-of-fact dreams are -- fruit, check. Human hair, check!
PS My word verification is "whingle." Don't know it but love it!
That is just weird. I wonder what that means?? That you put yourself into your cooking?? Whatever it is, I'm glad I'm not going to THAT potluck--who knows what everyone else put in their dish?? :P
Hey, will you get rid of that cat punching me out on the sidebar??! He's causing me to have a seizure!!
Uh, I'm guessing Gucci is the theme....;)
Ohmigosh, that is so funny! I often have strange dreams too. I have to admit though, I've never had one about eating my own hair! Take care.
Once I dreamed I was telling a friend I would like to be a termite in my next life because wood tastes so good, Lol!
HAHA in that case the Lord is VERY good.
Whoa, anonymous has a ton o' links, eh? I wonder how he/she feels about Gucci.
Thank you for removing the punching cat; I was close to seizures as well.
I feel a hairball coming on just reading that and as I read about the ingredients in the fruit salad I was down with the raspberries and pineapple until you made me gasp out loud.
Auughhh!
I thoroughly enjoyed the detail of twirling the hair around your fork like spaghetti, though.
Well, none of the details of your actual dream disturbed me because as I read your first sentence too quickly I thought it said you dreamed YOU were a potluck - not that you were AT a potluck. So I'm just glad no one devoured you.
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