Had a good nap on food. Dreaming of expat Bengalis getting pulled into pyramid con involving butt sex, by an insidious individual / shadowy character. Strange. The point of dreams is to be interesting. I rarely dream - had it all trained out of me a long time ago. So dreaming is like ice cream. A little luxury.
I'm not saying that I like these subjects, but that the imagery needs to be explored for the sake of diversity.