navel-gazer, normal and disturbed person, learning lots of different things. i grew up cut off from my senses, inside a computer, but i like going outside, so they contradict a lot. for a long time, i would just look, now, i want to know.
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this one was a strange mix of peaceful, alienating, and creepy. and it took place on an island again. wonder why thats a repeating theme in my dreams. i stay with a family of skinwalkers, i run away and play with children on the beach, i meet animals and become them. basically i'm going on holiday and i'm invited to stay at a family's house. and its a big, white, very 50s nuclear type family. they are very obviously "fake", like mannequins, and have pasted on smiles. I sit a dinner table and they pass around food for a thanksgiving feast. i feel scared and trapped in the ritual at first, but then realize i dont have to participate if i don't want to. i get up from the table and go outside. the family doesn't seem to notice i've left and continues the ritual.