I had the strangest dream two evenings ago whereby I was visiting a gentleman's house whom I do not know. It's also hard to remember what he looked like, as dream people are often a mish mash of those you know, or do not present clearly.
This particular man had several boxes of blue tissues scattered around his home, which was enough for me to notice that there was a distinct lack of any other variety.
The dream lead me to fondly recall the multi-coloured box of tissues that was available in Australia during the 1980's. I presume that Kleenex made them, and I hope they did, as I have just this moment written to them asking for the return of this particular tissue box.
The box was large and each sheet was of a different colour. The tissues came out in order, white, yellow, green, blue, pink, over and over again. I thoroughly enjoyed pulling the white, green and yellow tissues from the box, in order to reach the coveted pink and blue ones (peach wasn't invented back in those days).
They made having a cold fun.
Now you must excuse me, I need to draft an e-mail to the Swisspers company asking for the return of coloured cotton balls.
And as for my dream man, I think he may have been a misogynist.
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