I, Gullyver

It's interesting when a dream fades away after you wake up. It's not the important things that remain. A couple of weeks ago I woke up from a dream. I vaguely remember a philosophical chat with someone who was a former mentor in my life, but the one detail that remains perfectly clear to me from the dream is... chicken skewers.

I don't know why, but chicken skewers.

It's been a long time since I last spoke to this sort-of mentor, I guess close to 15 years now. I hope he's doing well.