A couple of years ago, I had an interesting dream.

I was in a fast food restaurant, had just finished placing my order, and was waiting for the counterperson to call my number.

As I was waiting, a few other numbers were called and people came up and got their food. But mine still wasn’t ready.

When I started seeing people who’d ordered after me picking up their orders, I started to get antsy.

“Where is my order…?” I thought. “How come they haven’t called my number yet?!”

Grrrrr.

After another mi...