I don't see any American dream
This stuck with me from another discussion because most days I see beyond a dream to a fancy or even a miracle.
My American dream is the grocery store and in particular the toilet paper isle. I always slow don't and think, really, how many choices do you need to wipe your butt. Mercy, this is a far ways from drip drying. I still spend hours in a grocery store and come up with excuses to go. Also my truly beloved buffet, for how little, you say I can eat how much?