I had a dream last night that I was at dinner at Potbelly. We were in line for food and then seated at a table eating. I was on a diet but for some reason I just got an entire plate of french fries and they were the most delicious french fries ever. Across the table were two friends of mine, who will remain nameless. They were splitting this tube of blue liquid that was both a protein enhancer and a hunger suppressant. To my left my mom was seated and to her left, my dad. My dad wasn’t eating anything, but my mom had a huge plate of cheese fries. I was enjoying my plain fries immensely, but wondered for a second if they would be better with cheese on them. To my right, my brother belched. I looked at his plate and all that was left was a bit of gravy. I asked him what he’d just had for dinner and he said “wildlife.” Then I woke up.