dream bag of feelings

[rinue]

In my dream last night I was frustrated because my sister threw a bag of my feelings in the trash. Simultaneously, I appreciated that it was because I'd left them on the kitchen counter (since I had planned to sort through them to see which ones should be composted) and she had helpfully cleaned the kitchen counter. She sometimes feels like an outsider in the house for not knowing where things go, since she doesn't live here, but used to. I decided not to bring it up. It was a half gallon Ziploc bag. The feelings were a cross between collage paper, dried leaves, and wilting salad.

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[sovay]

The feelings were a cross between collage paper, dried leaves, and wilting salad.

Sounds legit.

[rinue]

I suspect it has something to do with being in toward the end of reading Jeff Vandermeer's Annihilation; at one point in the middle, the protagonist sorts through a half-rotted pile of other people's notebooks.