moncton fruit storm
I dreamed I was in Moncton, New Brunswick in the middle of a record-breaking snowstorm.
I'm hiding out in a bus shelter. Even though it's a flimsy structure and the storm is raging all around me, I don't feel cold or even the slightest bit uncomfortable.
There's a baby stroller in the shelter with me and it's full of cans of fruit cocktail. I open the cans one by one and eat a bunch of fruit and then pour the rest out on the ground.
After I'm done, I throw the can out the door of the shelter, where the wind grabs it and whips it away into the storm.