About 10 years ago, not long after I'd become a vegetarian this dream occurred:
I was washing dishes in a cabin in the woods... while doing so I was watching a boy of about 4 years old play in the grass and suddenly he turned into a hot dog. That didn't phase me at all, so I continued to clean my dishes. Not too long after his transformation the "live" hot dog dropped over onto its side and I turned into a panic. I ran outside to the hot dog boy and tried to resuscitate him by giving him mouth-to-mouth, but the hot dog boy was dear. I was hysterical in my dream, then woke up actually crying.
Monday, March 8, 2010
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