Amusing dream last night.
I dreamed that the pepper shaker was inviting the salt shaker (only in my dream it kept being referred to as ‘salt cellar’ but it was one with a lid and holes, not the open kind you can pinch from) to stand next to it, when another kitchen utensil took the pepper shaker aside and told it that it needed to stop being so kind to the salt shaker, as the salt shaker was a wealthy snob with no respect for the working man.
I wish I could remember the identity of this other kitchen utensil, the one fomenting class tension. Also, I’m hoping that my subconscious isn’t being all racist, making the black pepper be the prole, while the snowy white salt gets to be the elite, idle rich.
The paprika is totally going to rise up and form a new order. It is only a matter of time.
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