Dreams should cross into reality

Last night I dreamt I'd gone shopping and bought some very reasonably-priced chorizo and an even-more-reasonably-priced bag of beans.

I now find myself at 7pm pining for a quesadilla without the slightest bit of filler to put between those two tortillas.

It's amazing how you can be disappointed by completely irrational expectations, but there you go. Serves me right for having such a mundane dream.