Dream Log

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With my sister and mother dolled up in the manner of Paris Hilton, the three of us are tilling a plot of land for farming, by hand. The two ladies had been working on the project for some time before I joined them, and expressed nothing but indifference to the occasional turkey - three, four times the size of a normal turkey - hidden under the soil. 'They're there for flavor.'

One turkey morphed into what looked like a human scalp, complete with closely cut blond hair.