I had a silly dream last night.

It involved Victoria Silverwolf – which is odd since she recently mentioned a dream in her journal…

I dreamt that she and I had gone grocery shopping.  In the store she showed me these blueberries that she was fond of.  They were huge – the size of canteloupes.  She told me she liked to slice them, fry them, and eat them  like hamburgers.

I don’t recall much else, but I still have a very vivid recollection of the image of a giant, single blueberry sitting in a grocery cart.