06/10/04
Dad! There's Food On My Fly!

I can give only a general idea of this as I wasn't even going to bother taking note of it. I remembered a few dream snippets on awakening and this was the clearest, which I had before awakening. I seemed to be wandering around the house at night acting funny, like a child or a Muppet character or something, talking kind of silly. Dad was making something to eat and I scooped some from the pan/bowl and even though I don't remember eating it, I must have, as I went out to get seconds. At first it was like a type of big wide noodle or dumpling or lasagna or something in some kind of meat sauce, like chicken or pork. (The noodles were maybe an inch wide, maybe wider.) When I went to get seconds it's like the pan/bowl was in the utility room on the counter just to the left of the mirror, rather than in the kitchen, though of course the house was distorted (like the kitchen and utility room were one somehow). It also seemed lighter than night at some point. I went out to scoop some more into my bowl as it had been good, and saw that the noodles and sauce were starting to dry and coagulate a bit. I hadn't covered them up when I'd left the room, so I considered doing that now, or else taking the rest of them and finishing them off so they wouldn't dry out.

Well, it's like I had to go and get seconds twice, I don't know why, but I repeated this procedure only now instead of noodles it seemed to be like something with large chunks of meat. Maybe it was still noodles? I should have taken note, sorry. :/ It was SOME kind of substance with big meat chunks. It was a white meat, possibly chicken, though the texture and shape and tenderness make me want to say pork. The portions made me think of the pork you'll find in Chinese fried rice, but they were REALLY big. I remember as I scooped at the remains of this stuff there was this one HUGE piece of meat, almost porkchop sized, and I was having trouble scooping it onto my plate as it was so big. I started trying to cut at it or something to solve this problem. It was very unwieldy.

Now as I was digging at the last bits of this stuff it's almost like it was a pie, or in a crust, or something, as there was a harder, darker crustlike substance that I dug into at the bottom. This seemed to be happening out in the utility room, remember. I was trying to get every last good bit I could, which meant I was leaving the dried and crusted (not crust) parts. I had a big spoon or something that I was doing this with. Finally on the left-hand side I seemed to break through the bottom of the crust or else just into it and spotted something hideous. There was a GIGANTIC FLY WING protruding from the crust!!

This thing was HUGE! It was at least two inches wide at its widest point, and maybe four inches of it protruded from the crust--and that was just the VISIBLE part! It was just this HUMONGOUS FLY WING. I stopped digging and gawked at it in horror. Then I tried to minimize my disgust and poked around at the other, unaffected parts of the food. Then I just stared at this hideous wing again. Uggghhh, it was so gross. I couldn't help but think that some gigantic FLY had been accidentally cooked into the food! A MONSTER fly! Maybe the rest of the food was contaminated as well! Either way, I had definitely lost my appetite. >_<

I took my bowl or whatever and went to Dad in the kitchen, and kind of gestured at the food in the utility room. I murmured something in that weird baby-voice I'd been using throughout the dream, indicating that there was some sort of contamination in the food--a giant fly! I can't remember his response but he wasn't surprised or upset or anything. I had already been trying to convince myself of this, but maybe he tried to as well, that the fly was in fact either NOT a fly, but some sort of exotic, less offensive insect (for some reason the thought of a large DRAGONFLY being cooked into the food didn't seem quite so offensive to me, *shrug*), or else it was INTENDED to be part of the meal--in short, the fly WAS the meal! Just with crust and noodles and stuff added. People in other parts of the world eat bugs! It did make sense, because, I mean, look at it, how could somebody mistakenly cook what was likely a SIX-INCH FLY into their dinner? I mean, it would be kind of hard to miss. o_o;;

Well, I don't know whether I ate the remainder of the food or not, though I certainly didn't want to; but I believe I felt guilty about possibly wasting it. The image of that giant fly wing just sticking out of the food as if it belonged there is STILL clear in my mind. I'm just grateful I didn't get to see the REST of it. *shudder*



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