In my dreams last night I was searching for cake.
There were a many adventures all involving a different person.
In each segment I was with someone - searching for cake. It was a mix of people, from those I haven't seen for years to those I have just met on the internet.
We got close but never found cake.
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I have some cake. Come on over and have some.
I searched all night for throat lozenges. And found them, finally; lozenge options even, two different kinds. Put one in my mouth and woke up, throat still sore.
If I was there, I'd have made sure we found some pink, 70s looking pineapple upside down cake (my fave)! Xx
I am particularly fond of cup cakes, but that has nothing to do with dreams. Searching for cake is a most worthy enterprise, waking or sleeping, IMHO.
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