Here’s another one of my memorable dream episodes.
Last night, I dreamt that I was touring some kind of house with my Mom and Grandma. My Grandma is 80-something, and she has trouble walking. Some workers offered to carry her up the stairs, but they dropped her right on her face. I was so upset that I started carrying her around myself.
We came across some room, a library of sorts, where two guys were discussing recipes. They printed out a donut on a folded piece of paper, which was completely edible. It was donut paper.
I carried the donut paper and my Grandma outside, and then I saw Wanda Sykes. There was going to be a wedding at this place, and Wanda was in the wedding. I put my Grandma down and yelled over to Wanda.
She was very friendly and we started chatting like old pals. I offered her a bite of my donut paper. After talking for awhile, she had to go, so I had my Mom take some pictures of us together. Unfortunately, my Mom held the camera backwards and took pictures of the things behind her instead.
I was so upset. Now I wasn’t ever going to get another chance to take a photo with Wanda. I just ate my donut paper, and that was it. 