In my dreams

So the other morning I'm livin' in that half awake/half asleep state where you can still remember your dreams. This is how it went down: I'm not sure who all was a part of the team, but I was a bank robber and was at work. Inside all the safety deposit boxes were american foods that you cannot find in Romania. I remember feeling complete joy and fulfillment as I loaded large bags of chocolate chips into the back of our truck. And I'm sad to say that the police sirens were really my alarm clock (ok the part with the sirens didn't happen, but how do you end a story like that?).