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Hmmmm.

Dreamed last night that Aubrey and I were imprisoned for a crime we didn't commit. There were lots of daring escapes and jailbreaks and hiding in the woods and stuff. I gave birth to a child that was only slightly larger than one of my hands, and it died because it couldn't breast feed. When I told my mom, she screamed in my face and disowned me. Also, I think I met [livejournal.com profile] penguinboi somewhere in there. He was very tall.

Weird.

All of this was was much clearer in my head when I first woke up, but it was one of those dreams where I woke up practically stapled to the bed, totally freaked out, and then fell back asleep before I could make myself get up and write it down.

Any armchair psychologists out there wanna take a stab at that weirdness?

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