Originally Posted by Frownland

I'm having this recurring dream where I'm at the beach building a sandcastle with someone I knew years ago. The corner of the castle started to crumple and I go to mend it and some kind of bird blob flies out of it. Then for some reason the girl I was with starts eating sand, and I thought I'd give it a shot. It was disgusting until she asks if I was swallowing it, at which point it takes on a citrusy flavour. I tell her I was swallowing and she tells me that your supposed to hold it in your mouth. I did. The sand started to melt and my mouth was full of water, which I swallowed. She tells me to try again but hold it for longer. It goes from sand to water again before it starts to solidify. I keep holding it and eventually it was entirely solid. I spit it out into my hand and realize that it froze inside of my mouth. It was a perfect mold of my mouth, except they looked more like dentures than an imprint. We trade mouth molds and she starts to eat mine with some difficulty. I pop hers right in like a mint and we agree that my mouth is much larger than hers. Then we leave the empty theatre (which we have transported to) and the sunlight that enters from the massive door as we push it open wakes me up.

Have at it, pseudo psychoanalysts.