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Whats the weirdest food related dream?
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Whats the weirdest food related dream since getting sleeved?
Since a big portion of our new weightloss struggle is dealing with head hunger, I figure Im not the only one to get food dreams.
My dream yesterday was the weirdest so far.
I was with a coworker (whom i recognised as a real life employee at the company i work for but that i do not interact with). We are driving to my new property in the boonies of some small town. When we get there the house, which looks like a more run down version of the AHS 6 house, is locked and i apparently dont have keys. The rest of the crew (and my husband too i guess) are a couple of hours behind us.
We decide to drive up this crazy hilly road that dissapears behind the house. It takes us to a ramshackle resturant were we decide to get some food. Coworker and I both order sandwiches. Mine is some sort of chicken sandwhich, slightly smaller than a 6" from Subway. About 2/3rds of the way throu it I decide that I want another sandwhich, i am still hungry. I walk up to the counter and start looking at the menu.
For some reason the menu is hard to read/understand. The names and descriptions dont really make sense, so i cant decide what i want. I am hemming and hawwing, asking whats good from several people but get no sololid answer. I let a few people cut in front of me and they get food fast. After about 25 min of this indecision, i go to the bathroom. When i come out, some sort of buffet has been set up in the middle with different plates of food on plastic tables.
I ask the cook how much is the buffet and she takes a lookat what is out there (spiral ham dinner, pizza, chicken wings, potato skins) and quotes me $11. I pay her, smirking to myself, thinking i got a good deal because i didnt pay for the chicken sandwhich. I grab a plate and turn around and the "buffet" is decimated. There are just a few slices of cold pizza left, a few rubbery looking chicken wings, and half eaten eaten potato skin. I am confused by how fast the food dissapeared but i dig thru the pizza boxes for a few slices and grab a couple of wings.
I return to the table where my coworker, who has long finished his meal, stares at me with glazed over eyes, telegraphing boredom and contempt. I realize, looking down at my partially finishing sandwhich and cold pizza, that its been an hour since i got up to get more food.
And then I wake up.
HW 385 SW 359 Sleeved 10/5/16