I need to write it down so it stops making me sad?
In my dream, I was in my family's back yard, but the
grass was overgrown and it was weirdly sunny. The
way sun would be filtered in a forest. I heard a high
baby voice calling "mama! Mama!" and giggling, and
when I looked down it was coming from this tiny plastic(?)
bumblebee. I mean, it was about the size of one of those
rubber bouncy balls you'd find in quarter machines.
It hovered slowly just above the grass and followed
me all over the yard, calling me mama and giggling.
Then it started to rain, but it stayed sunny. So, I went
to find somewhere to stay dry. I guess the rain scared
the little bee thing, so it started crying and trying to find me.
I followed it's crying and almost panicked sounding "mama? Mama?!"
until it found me near the side of the house.
As it floated to me giggling and happy again, I woke up crying.
No idea why, it was an okay dream. Just a bit weird.
There was also this giant chainsaw leaning against the house
like a fallen tree, but not much else stood out. : t
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I said I’m old, not mature.
Someday, Science will allow us
to swallow the unswallowable.
“I have stared Death in the face,
and he is garnished with parsley.”
- Dr. Kondraki
The naked man fears no pickpocket.
Someday, Science will allow us
to swallow the unswallowable.
“I have stared Death in the face,
and he is garnished with parsley.”
- Dr. Kondraki
The naked man fears no pickpocket.