It was spring, and it was beautiful. Lots of flowers on the rolling hillsides. I was overlooking a bluff of lush green grass and floating butterflies. I was chewing an orange Starburst. It was really big and tough though.
I spit it out. But more filled my mouth. I spit it out. I spit it out. More and more orange candy was stuck to my teeth. More and more--completely filling my mouth. No room for my tongue. No matter what, my cheeks were bulging with the taffy.
WOKE UP! Gasp. Gasp.
My pillow was absolutely covered in spit.