First dream was about being a woman alone in a small apartment in a city and hearing crowds...this really angry masculine revolt...and feeling afraid of what would happen next but trying to be calm. It seemed as if I were in another country like somewhere in Europe or Russia...that angry masculine revolt is not trustworthy enough not to break into homes and do damage to lives...
In a second dream, I knew my husband worked in a grocery store in an urban setting. I was safer and things were more peaceful. A contented and plump 20th century wife in a housecoat, instead of 21st person who is attitudinal about having chronic health problems and the harmful side effects of this century's version of the cult of motherhood.
Then I found this, which is new:
Kawehi cover of NIN "The Hand that Feeds"
And the creature who definitely wants to bite the hands and feet and knees and hair of the humans that feed her was at the moment breaking into the bedroom...she will also follow you into the bathroom on occasion...
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