Drool...

I had a dream. It was about steak. It was the most delicious, tender steak, seasoned perfectly, cooked perfectly. When I realized what I was eating, while dreaming, I had a panic attack. It was just so normal for me to have that steak that I hadn't noticed what I was doing. I cheated at the vegetarian challenge without knowing it.

When I woke up and realized it was a dream, three things happened in my head. I was happy I was still on track with the challenge, I had a major craving for streak, and somehow I felt satisfied that I had gotten to have a steak after so long. So what if it was a dream steak. I still enjoyed it hugely and remember enjoying it. No difference than if I had really had a steak and then remembered enjoying it. Both memories are in my head. And I bet my dream steak will never be matched by any restaurant. Or even Nick.

Soon. I can have one soon.