Dream three: looking at flowers at night, then a random lady shaking my hand, leaving my my hand covered in poop. None of these dreams are any indication of what this book is about.

Dream two: going to a child’s birthday party but is actually full of slimy/shiny pigs that looked like CGI versions of Maleficent’s minions from Sleeping Beauty

Dream one: being consumed by pink sludge.

Who needs a job when you’ve got looks like that?