I
dreamt last night that I was waiting at a
bus stop, sitting on a long, shaded concrete
block with two
shopping bags full of a variety of fruits. Bored with the wait I began to build a
castle from pieces of fruit, mostly using
square pineapple chunks as bricks, setting
apples and
pears to guard the base, decorating
parapets with
strawberry,
blueberry, and
raspberry flourishes, and filling in curved
cornices with
bananas.
Upward and upward I continued to build, until the castle was taller than I, and upon building it to such a remarkable
height, I realized that what I had created was a
work of art, demanding of
preservation!! No way that I could fit it on the bus, now soon to arrive, so I would need to make some alternative arrangement for transporting it. But it was made of fruit!! If I left and came back, it would be devoured by
bugs by the time I returned, and so I frantically ran about searching for a large enough
plastic bag to cover the castle, and painter's tape to
seal it to the
cement below. But to no avail, for even as I sought out the station manager (yes, a station manager at a bus stop) for help, the castle was set upon and brought down by a band of
raccoons coming out of the wild. I hurried to defend it, but then I woke up.