I dreamt I was being frosted into the middle of a German Chocolate Cake, my body was a series of coconut flakes in a wave pool, and the long flat knife was the wave. I waited for it to wash over me, and as the top layer was lowered, the world grew dark. I sensed I was about to suffocate, to die, but it didn’t matter, because I both knew and felt that I was Frosting, and therefore, it would all have been worth it.