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June 2002

Writer's picture: t.noblet.noble

Updated: Feb 1



I remember little of my dream this morning; only that I was in my apartment. I dreamt I was waking from sleep, walking to the washroom. I see my kitten, who is chasing a very large (the same size as my kitten) bug. I take a closer look, and this bug is more like a lobster, with the underbelly and wings of a bee. I think ,"Oh no, a Queen Bee is taking up residence in the apartment". I pick up the kitten fearing he will be hurt badly by this large bug, and I walk sidelong to the washroom, skirting the bug, hoping not to catch the insect's notice. I am *very* scared of the large bug.


I notice the apartment door is unlocked. Odd. I always lock the door. I go to it, and outside on the deck I see the discarded outerwear of someone. A hat, a jacket, a scarf. I think that this person has come into the apartment, and is there now. I walk into the living room and look around, and no one is there. I notice now that my apartment has another door, off the living room, that apparently leads upwards to two other floors. I know the culprit is up there. I hear footsteps. I see two Asian women in club/party clothing come down. These are the people who crashed in my apartment, drunk at the time. I am upset. I berate them. They are both wearing necklaces of valuable stones and jewels. I grab one of the necklaces right off the neck of one, (pink stones) claiming it is payment for spending the night in my abode and breaking and entering. They yell at me. I slam the door in thier faces.


I wake up.


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Trish Noble

Writer, Artist, Dreamer.

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I design, write, and generally have fun

experimenting and creating things.

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Even if I suck at it.

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I am a Jungian enthusiast and avid dreamer.

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I have four cats.  They all think I'm crazy.

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