Not like Martin Luther King, Jr. (I'm not that cool.)
Rather, it was a dream that I was eating white bread. Rolls, actually. Like, an entire basket of Texas Roadhouse rolls.
It was awesome.
And then I woke up and had a half a pb&j on whole wheat for breakfast with 25 oz of water.
The good news about reality is that I can eat peanut butter again. ... The mouth sores are retreating. Huzzah!