I took this pic quite a while back of frozen slices of lime.
It's a bit of a barroom stereotype, putting a slice of lime into a bottle of Corona beer - but living the dream is living the dream - however you define it at a given moment. Dissolve a few grains of salt into the elixir, and BAM!, you're a god. Or a demigod. Or a lapsed member of the Fraternal Order of Eagles.†
I was tired of the limes going bad as they patiently waited until my next pursuit of any such dream living. (Limes are saints, but given enough time, the best of fruit will eventually take the left-hand path.)
So while the line, "I saw a cryogenic lime in a Tupperware bowl," may sound mystical or symbolic or Led Zeppelin-y, it's just me pursuing the dream while it's damn hot outside.
† Go lodge #31- - ! You cliquish bastards.