(You people in the back who don't have this problem, just shush for your own personal safety. We insomniacs might hate you. Just a little.)
Anyway, the other night I took some kelp supplements, which are supposedly high in iodine and other things that are magical and sleep-inducing.
The next morning, I woke up, having had a vivid dream in which I was interviewing one of my favorite actors, Ji Chang Wook.
He was lovely and charming, and we quickly bonded over a light dinner of Mac and Cheese waffles which were topped with fried chicken and drizzled with a sweet Sriracha sauce glaze.
At some point during this fabulous dream, I must have fallen into a food coma (a dream within a dream?) because the next thing I "remember" was waking up to find myself alone at the table, my reporter's notebook lying forlorn and empty in front of me. I desperately flipped through the pages, hoping for some note of farewell from my favorite actor, but alas, there was none.
I awoke, thoroughly despondent and craving chicken fried waffles.
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Never meet your heroes, even in your dreams.
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