I had a few dreams last night, but couldn’t remember much about any of them when I woke up this morning. There was just one scene that stayed with me as I prepared for day.
I was sitting at a large dining table with my family, eating a hearty meal. Everyone was chatting away and enjoying themselves, and the drink was flowing steadily. My uncle instigated a food fight with one of my cousins, and things started to get a bit out of hand until my auntie put her foot down and stopped the nonsense from escalating further. Then it was all back to smiles and laughter again, and the meal went on into the night.
Nothing much more for me to write about; it was a short dream, but a pleasant one.
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