Blue_Opossum

Morning of September 1, 2018. Saturday.

Dream #: 18,884-02. Reading time: 54 sec.

I seem to be only 14 years old. I am in the Cubitis living room on the couch (lengthwise against the north wall, where it never was in reality, as it would have blocked a door). I sense it is Saturday morning. An unknown male is present. I do not see him as an intruder.

I missed at least a day of school, so I need to write an excuse. It has to involve something dangerous. The only idea I have is that an octopus attacked me, so I am recovering. Along with explanatory notes, I need to provide physical evidence.

I have two long yucca roots. I think they might provide evidence as octopus tentacles, but it does not seem feasible. I think about mentally willing them to become meat, but it does not seem to work.

Eventually, I do not think my plan will work. I remain concerned about not finishing the report on time. I start to worry about validly explaining my absence. The roots are white as I wake.

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Which valid threads are extant in a dream and which are not has always fascinated me. I am aware it is a Saturday morning and that I am sleeping on my left side on a couch, yet I have no memory of my current conscious adult self or of where I am living or what country.

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