|one can end up fantasizing about cold water in tall, dewey glasses of ice. mmmmmm. funny, bus stops (or any other place where the craving is impossibly remedied) seem to bring on a desire like that: ie: an itchy nose while burdened with heavy bags in both arms.
isn't it strange how when you dream about drinking water, the craving seems to go away? (until your awake, of course.)
also, sometimes i dream of tying people i am upset with to chairs and forcing them to listen to my point of view, and when i awake, i feel so relieved and the problems with that person in real life seem to dissolve as life continues with an avoided hitch. thank goodness for dreams.
as for the lady at the bus stop, she doesn't usually remember her dreams...