Waffling around
I had this surreal moment this morning coming out of the park and seeing the mayor of the hood. I remembered a dream he was in last night where we were sitting in his kitchen eating waffles. I was at the corner and the streetcar was coming, and I saw him to the right with his dog, and then a nun appeared out of nowhere and was crossing in front of us. That wasn’t the dream, that was this morning.
I caught up with him and told him about the waffles and he said, funny you should say that, we made fresh homemade waffles this morning for the first time in a long time and even had flax seed oil in them and everything.