Last night I had two dreams that I can remember and that are worth mentioning.
1st) We're (the country/world) under attack and the whole family, us girls, are all in a house together.
A huge bomb explodes about 10 miles away.
There's a window facing the direction of the explosion and everyone can see the smoke rising.
We decide that we'll need our energy if we're going to flee and everyone lays down to take a nap.
I wake up (in the dream) and flip out because we've wasted a whole lot of time.
2nd) I have a shoe box containing a live snake, a live tarantula, a live toad and a live baby bird. They're all squished in one corner of the box like play-dough and the tarantula has injured a leg but seeing as how tarantulas molt I'm convinced that he will ultimately be okay.
I understand the extremely urgent need to get to some place where all these animals can be separated and put into proper environments.
All of a sudden I'm on a cruise ship.
This makes me very irritated and impatient.
I'm running around with this shoe box, the tarantula's leg is fucked up, the toad is shrinking and the bird keeps turning into a human baby.
If anyone can shed some light as to what either of these dreams mean I'd be happy to hear your opinions. Seems to me that it's mostly time management/juggling issues.
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