So, a few nights ago I dreamed I was a tea bag.

Not that I was drinking tea, or preparing tea, but that I was an actual bag of tea, immersed in water.  I think it’s the only time I’ve ever dreamt I was an inanimate object.

If the universe was trying to send me a message with this dream, she’ll have to try again because I haven’t got a clue.


1 Comment

  1. markonit

    …mabe she wants you to change your ways because you are all wet..! I think that dreams are often the brain’s functional housecleaning gone awry …


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