But I must be, because I keep having crazy dreams, the kind that feel like someone else's dreams because they are so unusual, so unlike my usual dreamscapes. For example, I told J that I had HIS dream the other night, one where he was embarrassingly naked in public and I kept not being able to cover him up. Or I am walking down a road in flat, dry country, almost a dessert. Around me fly dozens or maybe hundreds of tiny, adorable kangaroos, in formation, perfect rows. They are are furious, and one flies close to my ear and shouts "How will you ever take us seriously if you keep telling me how CUTE we are?"
See what I mean? Whose dream is THAT?
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I am having sleep issues as well.... lots of dreams, some clearly about church, some inexplicable (except perhaps through deep, deep analysis).
I don't know how you are doing the one-room thing. That sounds stressful.
But that dream... I haven't a clue!
You sound happy. Blessings,
Mags
wow. i've just been having violent dreams- relived portions of silence of the lambs last night- a film i haven't seen in years.
sorry to hear that all has been askew for you of late.
flying kangaroos- wow.
love you, juniper.
I'm feeling a little condescended to lately... maybe you made off with a dream that should have been mine?
I love that dream about the flying kangaroos!
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