This dream was vague and I don't remember much about it. All I know is that it involved salt and vinegar crisps (translation; Kettle chips), vampires and my mother. And no, I was not hungry for crisps, or blood for that matter. Though it was another one of those sleepless nights after 4am, even though I got up and drank a glass of milk to calm my hungry tummy.
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