Date: 2/1/2024
By Purple
In my dream, I was riding in a NYC train. In my hands, I held a recycled margarine container that had several gluten free English muffins, generously buttered and still warm. Charles was near me and I offered the container in his direction. He was enjoying half a muffin, when I told him they were gluten free. He was surprised to hear that, considering how tasty they were. Other parts of the dream are fading now, but I recall taking a different seat at two separate stops. And I recall someone else watching me offer the generously buttered English muffin to Charles. Oh, I remember looking at the NYC subway map and while it was laid out with the same boroughs, the trains were different routes and different subway lines. I was trying to figure out how to get to a baseball stadium in Brooklyn from the Bronx, hoping to get through Queens instead of Manhattan. That particular route on the map was the red line, but not the 1, 2 or 3, like in real life.