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I just had the best Hoagie ever in a dream. I was on the 28th floor of a skyscraper in Center City, which is a really weird place for a hoagie shop to be. But the guy making the Hoagie was really passionate about them, told me it was indeed an unconventional spot for a hoagie shop, and was trying to explain the way he baked his own bread before I woke up. The hoagies were also served with a complementary bag of olive oil and pesto crackers that were also total fire, unfortunately the brand that makes them doesn't exist in the waking world.

I just had the best Hoagie ever in a dream. I was on the 28th floor of a skyscraper in Center City, which is a really weird place for a hoagie shop to be. But the guy making the Hoagie was really passionate about them, told me it was indeed an unconventional spot for a hoagie shop, and was trying to explain the way he baked his own bread before I woke up. The hoagies were also served with a complementary bag of olive oil and pesto crackers that were also total fire, unfortunately the brand that makes them doesn't exist in the waking world.

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I don't think I've ever dreamed about eating. Most of my dreams are really warped reflections of reality.

Guess that says a lot...

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What do you see?

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Familiar things, but they often occupy far too much space but they aren't any bigger than they are in real life, distances are wrong, places I go are in the right place but they lead to impossible locations, things I'm doing result in impossible results like driving a car with pieces that vanish until there's nothing left but it's a transition from the driving activity to being somewhere else.

Sometimes things are just goofy, like a western USA mountainous world where the surface was covered with rubber 8-ball gearshift knobs that had the roman numeral X on all of them (except for the ponderosa pines,) llamas that leave skid marks on the tiled porch where if you step on them you'll break your knee, a black&white world where it was nothing but cartoon-style mining operations and some old dude talking about how the gold mine was a very good shaft, haunted houses with rabbits made of clay that would crack into dust if they saw a red diamond in the sky, shit like that.

I usually sleep pretty dead these days, so I don't remember as much as I did when I was younger.

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I've always wondered about dreams.

Something about them just seems so special.

Not in the cute way, either. Something about dreams makes me real suspicious.

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You mean a stuffed crust pizza?

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The OP must be on a diet.

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I had a dream once where I put mustard on a ham sandwich and it tasted amazing. Now I always use mustard when I'm eating ham and I would say I'm happier as a result.

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Yes. It was like that scene in Hook. Think anyone else here knows what a hoagie is?