The night of 2/3/21, I had one of those weird dreams where you keep “waking up”, only to realize it’s just another dream. The dream began with zombies in our house (it didn’t look like any house we had ever lived in before, though). Mother Duck and I had trapped the zombies somewhere, and we were trying to figure out what to do about them. These were rather strange zombies, though. They didn’t just eat brains. Rather, they had a ravenous hunger for anything and everything, and there was a very real possibility that, if these zombies escaped, they would somehow manage to eat the world’s supply of food so quickly, everyone on the planet would starve and die before it could be replenished! (Such an idea seems pretty absurd now, but in my dream, it seemed very dire indeed! Seriously, how could just a handful of zombies eat that much food so quickly? How would they even cross the ocean? Would they board planes? Zombies don’t have passports!)
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