every morning when i wake up, todd asks me if i had any crazy dreams the previous night. usually i have, and todd loves to hear about them because they are so nuts. they are usually a really strange combination of fleeting thoughts i had that day, but sometimes they make no sense at all. they're a lot like tim burton movies... but mostly happy.
this week’s dreams include:
a tiny, flying elephant decorating a christmas tree. the tree was already decorated with fuzzy bumble bee ornaments, and the ingenious elephant-fly was adding real bumble bees.
my family eating dinner at a restaurant that had tanks with cat-sized frogs in them. the frogs got loose, and everyone grabbed them and chased me around. appetite gone.
these were just little pieces of the overall plots, which i have forgotten, but probably couldn't describe if i tried.
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