Bagel
I dreamt eating nice lunch, for a change. The machine processed muck we get for food at my company will probably won’t even pass health legislation. If not for looking like emu poo, then probably for being the same every day.
I dreamt I ate the perfect bagel. Nice, light brown, with crusty sesame seeds on top. The bagel itself was layered with tuna, cheese, lettuce, sauce, tomato and a bit of basil. I took a bite, and it actually crunched of freshness. It was an excellent break of my boring day.
