In the past 2 weeks, I've dreamt about:
1) Composting. Nothing weird, just composting, which is weird in and of itself.
2) Getting attacked by zombies. I now think the ideal place to take shelter, if I have enough ammo, is the Albertson's across the street. It's high enough that the undead can't get there, and there's food and very few windows. And a hardware store next door.
3) Giant Isopods attaching themselves to my leg in an aquarium. This is horrifying, and, for someone who likes water and being in and around the water, many of my nightmares involve aquariums.
4) Waltzing with the Hapsburgs.
5) Making bread.
In reality, I had to chase a very large coyote off of my front yard a few days ago. I live in the middle of Tucson, so they're getting braver.
1) Composting. Nothing weird, just composting, which is weird in and of itself.
2) Getting attacked by zombies. I now think the ideal place to take shelter, if I have enough ammo, is the Albertson's across the street. It's high enough that the undead can't get there, and there's food and very few windows. And a hardware store next door.
3) Giant Isopods attaching themselves to my leg in an aquarium. This is horrifying, and, for someone who likes water and being in and around the water, many of my nightmares involve aquariums.
4) Waltzing with the Hapsburgs.
5) Making bread.
In reality, I had to chase a very large coyote off of my front yard a few days ago. I live in the middle of Tucson, so they're getting braver.
i enjoy people and it's much easier when they come up to you & start talking so that might be encouraging. i'm just such a weirdo otherwise it might be overkill.