Chop Sticks

I’m in a dark little shop. A dollar store maybe? Or maybe an Asian market type place. It smells like spices. I am standing in front of a bin and it’s full of chop sticks. Each pair is individually wrapped. I think that maybe i need some of these and pull a pair out. Each wrapped pair is attached to the next pair so they come out of the bin like computer paper. I pull out four and tear it at the perforation. I'm thinking i'll bring them to Scott and Mike's. Just as i make the tear i see that there are some other chop sticks in the bin right next to the one i’m looking in and wonder what the difference between the two are. The other bins’ chop sticks are also wrapped. I tear the wrapper off the ones i’ve selected and the handles are the square kind like in the sushi restaurants i go to. I check the sticks in the other bin, tearing off the wrapper, and the handles are round and carved some. Other than that there’s no difference and i’m not sure which i should get. I decide the round ones will be better because i know that if i get the square ones, Scott will do that thing he does where he rubs them between his hands.

That’s all i remember now. Does it mean any decision i make isn't important because the fundamental choice (chop sticks) has already been made? I hate it when Scott does that with the chop sticks. I've read that to do that in Japan would be considered very rude. He laughs at my concern. What is the chop stick supposed to represent? A tool to convey sustenance. Or something more simple and obvious i can't see? The dream doesn’t offer any answers. I am standing at a crossroad looking for a clue.