last night i had a dream that i was helping the boy scouts clean up the side of the roads. they all had trash cans and trash bags full of trash. but not me. i had a small trash can FULL of ice cream sprinkled with m & m's. i was eating it with a huge spoon and i had a very hard time sharing it with others. i literally could taste the ice cream.
the dream woke me up out of a deep sleep and i woke tim up this morning and said "i need ice cream." i haven't even wanted to touch ice cream in the past five months... and now i wanted it that second.
so low and behold, i ate a bowl of ice cream this morning for breakfast. and i enjoyed it to the very last bite.