Strange Dreams

My dream last night was odd. In it I was riding a bicycle.

Nothing odd about that correct?

First I dropped my son off at school on the bike.

Next I was at a stop sign and a police officer offered me some curry.

I declined. How can I carry curry on a bike?

When I declined the curry, they gave me a tray of berries.

On half of the tray has blueberries.

The other half had raspberries.

I recall the bright red and blue.

They strapped the tray to the front of my bike.

Off to work I pedaled.

While crossing the street the berries fell into the street.

Right in the middle of traffic.

All I could do was keep going .

The berries were in the street behind me.

As I pedaled away I wondered who would clean it up?

Not me.

What was the lesson from that dream?