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Too much rain and weird dreams

I try to remember my dreams and write them down. At first I found it impossible because I woke up and tried to write them down in a way that made sense.

Once I began recording them in a more organic fashion it became easier and now serves as a source of inspiration. I just scribble whatever comes to mind down as soon as I wake up.

It’s been raining a lot. Too much. I woke up from a particiularly stressful dream in which I and someone else were reincarnated beings.

We were ancient whales and barely aware of our former selves. Our past selves had been dug out of the earth, but we were the earth’s kidneys. It was our job to cleanse the world.

I remember anxiety over needing to be reburied.