Dream #1,064

Dreamt of being behind Jimmy D. in line for the salad bar. The dressing was brown and oily and delicious. But made my throat started feeling funny. “What kind of dressing is this?” I asked.

“Coffee vinaigrette.”

I’m allergic to coffee. I started feeling queasy. My throat became inflamed and started to close. I ran around, looking for either a place to throw up or someone to help me. But no one would listen.

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