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My dream last night was interesting. Surprise surprise.
I dreamt I was sleeping in my bed (the bottom bunk) at the New Hampshire condo my family used to own (which has since been sold to a new owner for almost exactly a year now), and I could very clearly tell it was our NH condo because of the layout and the style of the rooms. It was raining very heavily outside, and then when I woke up, a tree had fallen INTO MY PARENTS ROOM across the way. I think I was alone in the dream, because I wasn't panicking about "HOLY SHIT WHAT IF SOMEONE GOT HURT" or anything, but the tree had totally collapsed the wall. I... have no idea how or why, but I took the entire tree that fell and brought it out the front door, standing on the wooden stairs there, and threw it out into the flood. And then took a branch off of it and splashed some big-ass turtles that were doing something at the side of the building.
There was more after that, since I woke up and went back to sleep -- it had something to do with my own neighborhood being the setting and neighbors' houses, I remember, but the details are unclear. |D I'm kinda surprised I had such a vivid reenactment of the whole condo in my head, since I can remember very clearly the stairs right before the front door, my bedroom, my parents' bedroom, everything. Maybe because it was sort of etched in there from all the visits I made to it in my life.
I have nothing else interesting to say, other than "religious zealots are largely off their rockers". But that is a fact of life.
I dreamt I was sleeping in my bed (the bottom bunk) at the New Hampshire condo my family used to own (which has since been sold to a new owner for almost exactly a year now), and I could very clearly tell it was our NH condo because of the layout and the style of the rooms. It was raining very heavily outside, and then when I woke up, a tree had fallen INTO MY PARENTS ROOM across the way. I think I was alone in the dream, because I wasn't panicking about "HOLY SHIT WHAT IF SOMEONE GOT HURT" or anything, but the tree had totally collapsed the wall. I... have no idea how or why, but I took the entire tree that fell and brought it out the front door, standing on the wooden stairs there, and threw it out into the flood. And then took a branch off of it and splashed some big-ass turtles that were doing something at the side of the building.
There was more after that, since I woke up and went back to sleep -- it had something to do with my own neighborhood being the setting and neighbors' houses, I remember, but the details are unclear. |D I'm kinda surprised I had such a vivid reenactment of the whole condo in my head, since I can remember very clearly the stairs right before the front door, my bedroom, my parents' bedroom, everything. Maybe because it was sort of etched in there from all the visits I made to it in my life.
I have nothing else interesting to say, other than "religious zealots are largely off their rockers". But that is a fact of life.