Dreams can be funny. They can be huge, over-the-top notions of how life could be, or strange stories that melt away as you rub the sleep from your eyes.
As some of you may know, I am knee-deep in packing up my apartment right now, getting ready to move out at the end of the month.
If my greens look like this, then no problem.
For the last week or so I have been content to eat up either leftovers or the meagre contents of my pantry. How fiscally responsible of me! (pause for a pat on the back).