Two days ago I was graced with a very strange dream indeed:

I was at work, slacking working as people do at jobs, when suddenly there were orcs and goblins running throughout the department store. What made these orcs and goblins notable was not their weapons, smell, din, or anything else that one may think of when told of orcs and goblins running rampant through a department store at night. Rather, it was one, odd, peculiar thing about this black host:

They all had carbonated espresso drinks.

And they drank them. They seemed to have an infinite supply of these carbonated espresso drinks.

And as abruptly as they had come, they left.


After this strange event, my dream took a much more surreal and fantastic turn, though hardly notable due to the fact I would simply be describing wondrous experiences and sudden bursts of colour and light.

My hands worked their way off my body and touched me in places I normally could not. My girlfriend appeared before me, though she was translucent and seemingly partially disintegrated. She then became light, bolting off in an arbitrary direction.

I soon followed in due suit.

Upon this comet-like endeavor, I soon lost memory or track of my dream.