I had a dream some nights ago back when I was still in Morocco: it was a giant tea party and I was hosting a great bunch of my friends. I still remember pretty much what every person was doing. But I will never forget my opening and ending lines in that dream.
-"Welcome to my head, the endless tea party where you get to be the Alice and I get to serve you tea, tea, tea, tea, tea, tea, tea, tea…..FOREVER!"
-"God, high five me."
It was the first time I've ever dreamed myself eating or drinking something: in this dream, I was drinking tea -of course.
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Alice by Shel Silverstein
She drank from a bottle called DRINK ME
And up she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small.
And so she changed, while other folks
Never tried nothin’ at all.
And up she grew so tall,
She ate from a plate called TASTE ME
And down she shrank so small.
And so she changed, while other folks
Never tried nothin’ at all.
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