In my dream, I dreamt I cooked a food in class. It tasted sweet and was a teensy bit crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside.
In my dream, I dreamt I cooked a food in class. It tasted sweet and was a teensy bit crunchy on the outside but soft on the inside.
Last dream I remember (I don’t write them down these days, so only the nice ones remain) was about common kingfishers in the size of pidgeons. They just flew towards me, shine in the sun, and flew away; one by one.