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Had a dream where I was working in a fast food place again, with all that this entails. Humiliation, no control over your own life, the desperation which forces you to take this kind of job, being a slave because of the constant fear of being fired for the tiniest infraction or imperfection of appearance or personality.
Well, that was the dream.
There was also a dream with Mnemora and Arial in it, but of course I forgot that one, since I enjoyed it.
A few days ago, there was a dream where I looked down to see these clusters of tiny black spots on my breasts. At first I was shocked, as I thought they were tufts of black stubble, but when I examined them I discovered they were mold spores. I washed and scrubbed them off. At this point I also discovered that my breasts were slowly separating from my body, as though they'd never been real, or like they were scabs my body was rejecting... this worsened over a period of several hours, until I woke up.
Well, that was the dream.
There was also a dream with Mnemora and Arial in it, but of course I forgot that one, since I enjoyed it.
A few days ago, there was a dream where I looked down to see these clusters of tiny black spots on my breasts. At first I was shocked, as I thought they were tufts of black stubble, but when I examined them I discovered they were mold spores. I washed and scrubbed them off. At this point I also discovered that my breasts were slowly separating from my body, as though they'd never been real, or like they were scabs my body was rejecting... this worsened over a period of several hours, until I woke up.