Blue_Opossum

Morning of July 23, 2018. Monday.

Dream #: 18,844-02. Reading time: 52 sec.



I maintain threads of my waking life, including my recall of Zsuzsanna and our family. There is an unknown woman who has a daughter who is possibly mine. The only way to prove this would be for me to get a DNA test. It is supposedly a painful process, but I am willing to take it by the end of my dream. A positive result will mean the girl will live with us.

At one point, I move my hand over the girl’s temple. It has a soft, raised area. I check my own and find the same feature. I talk to the members of my family about the identifying feature they have as well. I still need to confirm the DNA test. I am wary of it at first.

On one level, there is no logic, as there is no implication I had known the woman even though I am the girl’s father. The girl does not look like any of my real children, so I consider I may be wrong.

During the DNA test, I am ready for the pain, though I do not experience any. A male android pushes a big needle into my left wrist. I am lying on my back on a table. A glass box is above me, where icicles grow from the top.

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