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Surinam Dream

I had a dream. Sometimes people wonder where reality ends and dreams begin. This is not one of those times; or maybe it is, and I just don't know it yet.

I was, for some reason, captured by government agents. Only after a long fight in which I used my white-belt Tae-kwon-do skills I learned from Master Kang (the government agents knew that I had learned under Master Kang and were very fearful of my "advanced" skills) did I succumb, at which time I was miniaturized, the physics of which the government agents would not reveal, in spite of my repeated requests to do so. I then found myself on a miniature train in Surinam. Because the train was miniaturized, the trip was very long through the jungles of Surinam. It was very hot on the train. The only place that was cool on the train was the Starbucks car. I did not have any money with me, but I did know the two baristas who were working in the Starbucks car; and they told me I didn't have to pay since we were all miniaturized. I sat in the Starbucks car drinking coffee and reading the newspaper for a long time. I asked each of the baristas in private how they had gotten on the train and whether secret shoppers graded their performance. They didn't know how they had gotten on the train, but each of them warned me that government agents were still looking for me. The alarm then went off, and I woke up. I never did get an answer about the secret shoppers.

Amateur dream interpreters!! Go for it!!