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[farla]

I had a long, stressful, fiddly dream revolving around goldfish who kept coming out of their various pools and had to get put back in. And then there were these frogs, and I was trying to collect them and put them back in the water too, only they were all in the grass of my backyard, and a lot of them were tiny sit-on-your-fingernail size, and when I bent down to look through the grass to find them I kept crushing them, only I wasn't sure they were dead or not so I'd throw them in the water and just sort of hope, and then there were other people on the grass so I had to tell them to get away because of the frogs, only I had to walk on the grass to do so, and then I got the idea of going really far off and then collecting them from that direction, only is started snowing, so I was crawling on my hands and knees pushing my hands through the snow to so I could find the snow, only then I thought that the frogs would freeze if I didn't hurry, but if I hurried I was sure I'd miss them.

It was actually an extremely coherent dream. It apparently took place at the apartment we used to live, so the lawn was in this long strip, the frogs and goldfish were very clear visually, and my brain even faithfully rendered the way you can't see little green frogs until they jump, and then you look for the moving grass, and they were little green frog size on my hands, in little green frog shapes. And the tank the goldfish were being kept in was the tall goldfish tank, and the wire net cover was down on the ground in a puddle of water with more goldfish, who, being goldfish and not intangible, couldn't swim through it but could swim under it, and the grass was getting all muddy and such.

I think where I'm going with this is why can't I dream about meticulously rendered happy unicorns or something?

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[ember-reignited.livejournal.com]

I have dreams like that too, but about about small rodents rather than frogs or fish. The feeling's the same though: needing to keep all these little beings safe, and finding myself completely unequal to the task.

And then there are the dreams where I'll discover my deceased pets still living in some forgotten corner of the house, and it turns out that they haven't died, I've just been neglecting them since I got my new animals. That's not a nice dream either.

[farla.livejournal.com]

I used to have those until I had fish. Fish make everything worse. (My forgotten pets dreams usually have them be dead, only it's my fault because I forgot about them and then I have to wake up and walk around checking on them.)

[kddreams.livejournal.com]

But it would be boring if you had happy dreams. And you'd be a rather strange person if you're only happy. Dreams are suppose to help you work things out!

[farla.livejournal.com]

But I get it! I feel afraid something's going to happen to them and I worry I'll make it worse trying to help. This is because I have a lot of animals where I'm not sure if I'm taking care of them properly, so I feel anxious over their actual condition. See? It's worked out. Done. Can I stop having the dream now?

[negrek.livejournal.com]

That would be because unicorns are narcissistic sadists, so attempting to render them meticulously as anything else would cause your subconscious to implode.

[farla.livejournal.com]

So that's what I've been doing wrong.