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My most frequent dream subject is Disney World. I am either on my way to, or at Disney World in the majority of my dreams. Last night was a good one; we actually made it to Epcot. (If I don't make it to Epcot in the dreams, it means I'm anxious about something.)

Last night I had two separate Disney World dreams. In the first, Dr Matt and his school chums met me at Epcot, where I handed out a variety of handmade mittens and gloves in a variety of colours.

In the second, she who has been uploading to my webspace behind my back and I were getting ready to go swimming on one of the man-made beaches (the Floridian, I think?) but I couldn't find my bathing suit, despite the fact that my mother had literally packed every single item of clothing in the house for the trip. Even the old things sitting around in garbage bags waiting to be taken to the thrift store. The whole dream was me digging through garbage bags looking for a swimsuit. Maybe that one was an anxiety dream.

By the way, you nagging naggety naggers: my tooth is fine-- not numb, it just doesn't particularly hurt and the gum isn't sore anymore, and the earache has gone away. I will explain the situation to my new dentist tomorrow when I go to my appointment, but rest assured, I am not going to die before then.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:55 PM | shower me with attention