rinue: (plunge)
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.
rinue: (Fox)
In my dream last night, there was another area of my backyard, a brambly and highly visible hillside with depleted topsoil, and it was like, great, now I have to take care of this area also. But it was full of barely buried semiprecious stones, which I could gather easily to form lustrous footpaths, so it worked out ok and was not, despite initial indications, another infinite task with uncertain payoff.

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