odd little things...
Last night I dreamt that I was pouring sea monkeys back and forth between two containers (you're supposed to do this, to oxygenate them). The "Queen Sea Monkey" suddenly turned into a small, furry and very poisonous spider, much like a mini sized tarantula. She threw a sticky thread around my finger and then started to crawl up towards my hand. I couldn't stop pouring the sea monkeys, but I had to try and shake her off as well. More sea monkeys start turning into spiders.
Scene change. I'm in a compound of some sort, full of concrete and steel. We are suddenly attacked by dinosaurs, with a giant orange tyrannosaurus rex pushing its head through the compound doors. As I'm escaping through a window I turn back to see the raptors somehow swallowing themselves, turning inside out and fleshy.
Scene change. I'm kissing a boy I know and his tongue is made of electricity.
Scene change. I'm in a compound of some sort, full of concrete and steel. We are suddenly attacked by dinosaurs, with a giant orange tyrannosaurus rex pushing its head through the compound doors. As I'm escaping through a window I turn back to see the raptors somehow swallowing themselves, turning inside out and fleshy.
Scene change. I'm kissing a boy I know and his tongue is made of electricity.