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Actually, not really... Most of them are bits and pieces of all kinds of random stuff. The dream I was talking about yesterday, for example, included myself protecting a small girl from a number of things that were trying to kill her. There was also a tornado, a large funnel-like pit I almost fell into a few times, and small furry animals talking to me while being eaten alive by swarms of ants. At the end of the dream the little girl died and turned into a mummy-zombie thing that tried to eat me.
The ants may have been on my mind lately, but other than that I have no recollection of even thinking of the other things in my dream within the past few weeks.
Tea cures all. -nods-
I make more of a rich afternoon tea when I hurt myself. Takes the mind off the injury.
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