OK. This was weird and just plain twisted. It is because of this that I'm requesting an interpretation. I don't normally care for what my dreams mean but this one is interesting.
You won't want to read this if you're tucking into a meal.
So, this is it:
I was eating horse dung out of my own free will. It didn't taste great but it was the kind of taste that you could stomach. What I mean is, if someone had served it to me on a plate at a formal party and I decided to be polite and eat it, I could finish it all without too much of a problem. But like I say, it was hardly 'delicious'.
I remember picking it off the ground in small pieces about the size of small eggs. It had layers when I bit into it. I don't recall anyone being there forcing me to eat it. I just kind of decided that eating dung was what I wanted to do.
So, does this mean anything?
Oh, and save the "Lols" for another time. I've had enough of them from my own concious mind when I recalled the dream this morning
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