The Inspired One

The brunette waitress walked up to the table, smiled as she looked at the people sitting there, and said, "One order of dreams come true?"  I half-raised my hand, and she set the plate down in front of me. Nothing had ever been handed to me on a silver platter, but yet, somehow, someway, I've gotten everything I've ever wanted.  I looked around and saw people being given empty plates. What was happening? Did people order nothing or did they not have what the guests wanted?  I stared at the other customers for what was probably too long since the waitress looked at me strangely. "Is everything all right?" she asked.  I snapped out of it. I smiled and made eye contact, "Yeah, everything is great. Thank you."  The waitress walked away.  I stared at my plate, which was very full. I wanted to give some of it away to others who had empty plates or had next to nothing. They deserved some of this happiness, too. But... they were smiling. They were having a...