This blog is a place for me to record my dreams and to help me flex my creative writing muscle. Ever since I was little I've had these wild, fantastical dreams; most don't make sense, but all of them are exciting. I hope, whoever you may be, that you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy dreaming them.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Bird Bones
So, being pregnant has caused my dreams to be even more vivid and frequent than they already were. Lucky you. =) This one happened a few nights ago.
I was looking at the palm of my hand, and at the base of my life line there seemed to be a bit orange-y colored food stuck on. So, I scratched it off. What I thought was food was skin, and there now was a small hole in my hand. I wasn't bleeding, so I looked closer and held my hand up to the sun (apparently I was outside), and I could see inside my hand. I could see the bones and the veins and muscles running through, like the way they look in a biology book where they peel the skin back on the human body so you can study what's underneath. I noticed that my bones were strangely thin, like a birds bones, and I flexed my hand to see if it felt any different than usual. I then saw another hole in my hand, and I started freaking out. I suddenly concluded that I must have some type of flesh-eating bacteria on my hand. I ran over to my boyfriend and showed him what was happening. He told me to put some bacitracin on the holes and that we would go to the hospital right away. So I started slathering bacitracin over the holes, like when you have to putty up all of the nail-holes in your apartment wall before you move out, but more and more holes kept popping up and my hand was now completely covered in bacitracin ointment. I started to get really scared because I'm pregnant. Then...I woke up.
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