David Rhoden

I dreamed I went to a remote cafeteria.

. Day .

I dreamed I went biking down a hilly dirt road because someone told me there was a good place to eat at the end of it. I got there and it was a very standard cafeteria.
I put a lot of food on my tray, along with a book I was reading (Dune, by Frank Herbert). But then I figured out: it wasn't my tray. A big, mean looking guy was carrying it all away. So I went and sort of mimed an explanation that I had accidentally loaded up his tray with my food, and I tried to look sheepish, but he was mad anyway. In the end I forgot my book, and he mockingly said "What about your Dune, man? What about your Dune??" to the cackling laughter of his friends.

he mockingly said "What about your Dune, man? What about your Dune??"

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