I just woke up in my best friend's room in his vacation house in Michiania. The sun was shining but I was still groggy. I walk down the hall to the bathroom, toothbrush and toothpaste in hand. I walk into the bathroom and notice a cup right next to the sink filled with objects that bore similar resemblances to my toothbrush. To my dismay, my toothbrush falls right into the cup.
I proceeded to remove and examine every single object to find my toothbrush. Some of them were toothbrushes, but they didn't feel right. Some of them were pens. After examining every single object, I still couldn't my toothbrush. Dismayed, I headed back to my best friend's room.
My friend is now awake and asking what I want for breakfast. His parents are now also in the room. I tell him that I am not hungry and I'm heading home right away. My friend continues to nag and asks until I reveal that I really wanted some of his dad's delicious challah french toast. My dream ends with my friend asking his dad, "Why can't you make french toast, dad?"
