Those are beautiful. But no one can interpret my dreams because I no longer remember them.
I remember dreams from when I was a little kid and up through my 40’s, but my dreams from
then on are just wisps in the wind.
There was a dream just before waking up this morning, but even if my life depended on it,
I wouldn’t be able to tell you what it was.

It's like no cheese I've ever tasted.