So last night I dreamt I was in some kind of drawing class. Everyone had to draw something, anything, and then go over to someone else's drawing and make a blown-up version of a small part of that person's drawing. Glowbelly was at the table opposing mine and came over to ask if she could use part of my drawing. Then she started to draw a grid over my drawing for the blown-up version, which pissed me off, but I didn't say anything. Everything was surprisingly coherent up till then, but shortly after I was being chased through a dune landscape with grasslands and barbwire by really fast mutants.
I guess I could be worried since glowbelly is one of the few people I know online that I've ever dreamt of meeting (next to George I think, and maybe Protoclown), but as long as these dreams don't turn sexual - and they don't
- I can still post here with a clear conscience.
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