So after braving the new confusing as heck bus system in my city and spending way longer so do errands in this godforsaken heat than is humane I got home and was meaning to just relax in my room but ended up passing out cold. I then proceeded to what I can only describe as possibly the mother of all weird dreams.
A new plant was discovered, but there was some debate around it as to whether it should be counted as a fruit or vegetable. Its leaves were sweet, but looked like a leafy green, yet it also had what resembled yellow strawberries, but was savoury and kind of spicy, and tasted like a combination of a tomato and a pepper. For some reason, I was acting as a moderator of this debate and trying to keep it civil while the participants argued in both scientific and culinary terms and with memes.
I was trying to keep botanists and culinary experts from coming to blows over this plant when suddenly Gimli, son of Gloin, pops out of nowhere, but like he’s been there the whole time and is sick of this, and says “ you’d think that with a room full of such apparently educated people you’d all come to the conclusion that if one classification alone doesn’t fit all attributes of this plant, you’d agree to use multiple, or at least sub-classifications for the different parts”. I wanted to thank Gimli for basically taking the word right out of my mouth, but the room was about to descend into chaos again.However, before anyone could really get the argument going again, a glowing sea turtle came swimming through the air at us and paused, observing us with an unidentifiable expression, before telepathically speaking with an ominous tone.
“You young fools will not listen to the practical wisdom of the Dwarves, so I doubt you’ll listen to the Elves. But no matter. I leave you to your fate.”
And then I suddenly woke up super confused and disoriented, and not entirely sure if it was the dream that startled me awake or my cat’s incessant mewing pulling me back to reality before things got even weirder, though I kind of wanted to see how a debate against elves was going to go down with these people. And now I’m awake and wondering what the fuck that all was, and if I cooked myself in the sun too long, or upon realizing that I haven’t really eaten today if that’s what prompted that weird dream, and if 1:30am is too late to make a pot of mac and cheese. But now I’m also now I’m a bit afraid to go back to sleep because wtf?!