I had another bad dream last night.
I was staying in a hotel with my classmates (we must have been on one of our class trips). It was dinner time and I was trying to collect food at the buffet but I kept dropping my plate. I was getting frustrated and hungry.
Finally, I got to the cashier with some food. They told me that they didn’t recycle at all at the hotel.
‘What?’ I said.
The cashier didn’t care. ‘So? Trinity College throws out furniture. That’s worse.’
I stare at him incredulously. ‘Yes. That is worse… And why don’t you steal as well? There are people murdering out there. That’s worse than stealing.’
This is so comical! Good laugh for the morning.
I used to be much more sarcastic than I am these days. I was very biting in my dream. Ah, I miss those days of insensitive wittiness.