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  1. Pingback: Another Dream « Minkyweasel World

  2. I cannot understand the dream I had last night. I was being attacked by bees that had fishing hooks in place of their stingers. They zoomed in on me, and ignored everyone else, and hooked me with their fishing hooks. As with wasps, the more one swats them, the more come to the attack, and this is what was happening, until I had thirty or more fishing hooks threaded through my skin. When someone removed them, we learned that they were also barbed. Thankfully, I woke during the second attack. I have no idea where this came from. I don’t need to write this one down in my dream journal, as I’ll not forget it for a long time.

    Thanks for sharing your dreams. From here on, every time I see the Mayor of Estes, or even a picture of him, I’m sure your dream will come to mind.

  3. Verrrrry Interesting. I keep a dream journal of what I can remember. Some of my dreams are so vivid that I have a hard time convincing myself that they didn’t really happen. Some are so evanescent that all I can remember is a snippet. I keep a journal next to my bed so that if I get the Idea for the Great American Novel, or a fascinating dream, or just remember that we need bread, I can write it down. So far I’ve written down a fair number of vivid-to-vague dreams, tons of grocery items, and nothing on the Great American Novel. Sigh.

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