Lucid Dreaming with Awful Beer

A few nights ago I had a dream.¬†It unfolded in the¬†typical way of dreams, disjointed events unfolding without conscious direction. At one point I was given a beer. I looked down at the bottle and saw it was a Miller Lite, at which point I rejected the narrative of the dream and went hunting forContinue reading “Lucid Dreaming with Awful Beer”