I was at my mom’s house and we were making dinner, though I was on the master cleanse and therefore wouldn’t be eating any of it. I made two kinds of macaroni, one with an olive oil pesto sort of sauce and the other was mac n’ cheese made with nutritional yeast. I was trying to get the sauce smoother, but the macaroni itself wasn’t totally soft enough for my liking yet.
Whilst I stirred, my aunt busted in and said we were going to dinner. Suddenly her ex-husband was there and he was bitching about something. I told him that if he was going to eat the pesto stuff he should mix it with some plain macaroni first because it was a little salty.
I kept taking little bites and whilst I chewed (but the mac n yeast was good) realized “hey, you’re not supposed to be eating!” and then I would get confused in the dream and stare into the sauce as I stirred it, trying to remember how I’d gotten there in the first place and remembering that I’d tried some chocolate granola thing at the bookstore earlier. I was getting rather confused because my memory was not acting as I thought it should be.
That is all.
