I couldn't serve all those dinners at once. And I think that means that I'm going crazy. I really think I'm going crazy. I turned around and there were tables and tables. Circles of them really. And all hungry mouths open WIDE! They could swallow whales whole without thinking twice. Or regretting. Mean! And their eyes were beads and their forks were their swords. Feed me Ashley! That's what they were thinking.
(There's so much on my plate and I'm not even hungry.)
My dreams are telling me things, but I'm resisting listening
