I had a dream last night that stuck with me.
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I had a dream last night that stuck with me. I was waiting for the 4 train at 86th street. Then there was sound of the train coming, but when it pulled up it wasn't the train... it was #picaTheCat. She was as large as a subway train and stopped at the station and started eating the people on the platform like kibble. "No, Pica! No!" I cried, but she wouldn't listen.
I distinctly remember thinking "But I STILL support public transit"
Then I woke up, Pica was on my chest staring at me.
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I had a dream last night that stuck with me. I was waiting for the 4 train at 86th street. Then there was sound of the train coming, but when it pulled up it wasn't the train... it was #picaTheCat. She was as large as a subway train and stopped at the station and started eating the people on the platform like kibble. "No, Pica! No!" I cried, but she wouldn't listen.
I distinctly remember thinking "But I STILL support public transit"
Then I woke up, Pica was on my chest staring at me.
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F myrmepropagandist shared this topic
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I had a dream last night that stuck with me. I was waiting for the 4 train at 86th street. Then there was sound of the train coming, but when it pulled up it wasn't the train... it was #picaTheCat. She was as large as a subway train and stopped at the station and started eating the people on the platform like kibble. "No, Pica! No!" I cried, but she wouldn't listen.
I distinctly remember thinking "But I STILL support public transit"
Then I woke up, Pica was on my chest staring at me.
@futurebird Pica obviously had food on the brain, and while physically squeezing the oxygen oout (I'm Canadian, that's how you Americans think we pronounce it) of your lungs, she broadcast her thoughts into your brain. Our little guys just start jumping on us when they want food at 5 AM.
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@futurebird ... the light at the end of the tunnel
