[personal] Dream log again

Last night I dreamt that seanan_mcguire and I had a little girl together. The dream largely consisted of ordinary life images — me taking our daughter to the park, the three of us making lunch, being inside Seanan’s palatial and baroque apartments getting ready to go to a party.

(Note: Although Seanan is a dear friend IRL, I have never been to her home, and have no idea how palatial and baroque her residence is. My house definitely is of the suburbia variety, right down to the brown curtains and wall-to-wall carpeting, neither palatial nor baroque. [Well, except for the human body parts leftover from my surgeries and the oddball antiques like my Dahomean tribal throne in the basement.])

Symbolism? Not much beyond the very obvious. Anxiety cues? None whatsoever. Entertaining? Absolutely.

Sometimes a dream is just a dream. And sometimes Seanan McGuire is just Seanan McGuire.

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