I had a dream that someone I didn’t know was cleaning our kitchen. I was being nitpicky about it. I noticed that there was a gallon of milk in our garbage can. I knew the milk in the house was fresh so I took it out. But it was clearly labeled “Fake Milk.” I poured it down the sink, crushed the jug, and put that in the recycling. Because even a jug of fake milk doesn’t belong in the garbage.
This was definitely a markezuma dream.
Latter Day Sinner 