i'll be quick, i know the dreams of others are borig, so i'll just hit the main points before i forget them. we were on a small street. the double down saloon was next to the corner and next to that on the corner was a two story punk restaurant where the patrons of the double down ate. i was hired as waitstaff. not knowing that there was no chef and each member of the waitstaff was expected to cook the food for their own table. the menu was simple, mostly munchie food for drunks. i was in heals and running around from place to place it was fucking amazing. i woke up with the biggest adrenaline rush. i'm still shaking.
do i want to go back into the kitchen again? i knew in my dream that the owner would have to hire a chef and i somehow knew that would be me.
i kept lucid dreaming so every time i almost woke up i went back to the dream for a long time. it was great.
