I must have been very hungry when I went to bed last night. I had checked in earlier to see what the tasks were and I wanted to take my time with them and think about it for awhile. Didn't work that way though.

I went to bed at my normal time, but didn't think I would sleep. It's been so hot here and the air is thick with smoke from the fires in CA. I don't know why but every time there are fires on the coast the darn smoke drifts for thousands of miles and lands in my valley.

Anyway I was laying in bed and began to think of what I would like my dreams to consist of. I wanted to dream of my family and I wanted them all to be happy. Instead as I felt myself drift off I thought of getting up and getting a snack. I had just bought some beautiful cherries, and that sounded good, but I was too tired to get up. So guess what I dreamed of last night? Yeah you got it, food.

I know that I was dreaming because I washed the Cherries and put them into the strainer to drain. I had done this already when I bought them.
I ate some of the cherries and they were so sweet that they were making me sick, so I searched for something else. I came up with nothing. It was too hot to cook and I just wanted a bit of something to tide me over.
I was feeling a bit sick from the smoke that we are getting. The air last night was thick with it. It felt as if I was swimming in a thick pudding of smokey air.

It came to me that I should just eat it away. It took a bite. It had a pungent, bitter taste to it, but with a pleasant slightly smokey finish to it. Kind of like eating a nice wedge of smoked Gouda. A thick texture, that wasn't unpleasant or gooey.

Once I began to eat the smoke, I began to relax. I know this is going to sound strange, but since CA. has so much wacky tobacco I knew that I was also partaking of that particular product also. I began to relax and float along just eating more and more smoke.

As the smoke began to thin out, I could collect it on my hand like you might the strands of cotton candy that are so popular at the fairs this time of year. It began to take on a sweet taste, (faintly like cotton candy) not overpoweringly sweet, but that faint touch of sweetness that you naturally from a nice white table wine.

I began to roll myself in the wonder of eating the smoke and the cool taste of it on the back of my tongue.
I finally came to the fire. I didn't even hesitate; I know I'm dreaming and it can't hurt me. I took a huge bite of the fire. I tasted like citrus, with a touch of orange, lemon, lime and grapefruit. I wanted more of this taste. That sweet and sour taste of citrus. It smelled so fresh, that I just wanted to eat more. I licked the flames as they were trying to lick the fuel of forest around them. I licked the color off them. The Citrus flavor was light and sweet, with a touch of tartness.

There was no heat to it, just that tart sour taste of citrus.
I ate my fill. I felt full enough to sleep and dream of other things.