Some days I just look at my subconscious at say “what the fuck are you on?”
I had a dream last night where my girlfriend got me a cat even though I haven’t cat proofed my apartment and aren’t currently allowed any by the strata bylaws. The cat was orange and white, so I couldn’t name it Merlot like my dad suggested because you’re only going to name a black cat after a dark red wine. I decided to call the cat cheese bread, because that’s what the colouring looked like in my dream.
I named a cat Cheese bread. What? Why? What?