the past few weeks i’ve been having some sincerely bizarre dreams.

last night, i remember one dream where i was walking out onto a deck, then onto the top of a picnic table, which began to ominously creak and groan, as a tree that curved over the table began to drop its branches to the ground. someone shouted to get off the table, and then we ran out away from the ??house?? to a clearing, as all the trees started to turn white and have branches fall out. we sat in the clearing, away from falling branches, and all the birds from all the trees came and stood in the clearing with us as the trees fell down, but the birds were tiny — about as tall as a quarter. i was sitting cross-legged and i was afraid i’d crush a bird if i moved.

in another dream last night, my creepy frankenstein scar had a removable compartment, and i could open up a little door in my arm and look inside. somehow, the compartment was like three inches deep, and made of clear plexiglas, with black emptiness behind it. and i was worried that the plexiglas would leak, and i’d get water inside my arm. that particular dream was a little bit on the creepy side.

there have been others. it’s a little weird.