Lemon Presser | DREAM

 I've been rearranging the kitchen. Not convinced it's working, FUCK!

Should be cooking.

I opened the kitchen draw to move stuff to a new location temporarily. It'll be moved around a few times, I am sure..

Then it hit me, the dream.

Helping a Female pack. Maybe Mariella? Maybe someone random. But it looked like an odd version of the lemon press. Similar to mine, with the cork cylinder. But flat, with a cork bottom flat base. We were rearranging her kitchen and I found this randomly amongst her things. 

Maybe she was moving?

Someone else was there, they were our mutual friend? BOB maybe?

She was fine with me looking through her stuff, and showing her what I knew of her stuff. 

She seemed interested in what I had to say, thrilled. 

Was that me, from another universe?