I had a strange dream. The dream was in colour and the setting was completely realistic and accurate. I came home, and at my doorstep, were two black, small, live mackerel, like horse mackerel. They were alive and flapping. I didn’t think I could carry them both into the apartment, so I went to get a blue Rubbermaid bus box. But when I came back with the bus box, the mackerel were gone, and there were two dark green turtles, about the same size as the mackerel, maybe just a bit bigger. And I thought, in the dream, I don’t know how to cook a turtle, or if I want to eat one.