The dream started with puppy bringing something back from the yard and I went out to investigate. Found a neighbor bringing stuff for me...why...I don't know. I wish my neighbors really did bring cool stuff for me.
While talking to him and walking around the yard I find a hole in the side of the house. I look through and it's a sunlit cavern under the house...with a body of water and a white and brown llama lying in the middle on its side. I'm pretty sure it was Advil that I took. 🤔
I fall back in shock and my neighbors come running. We crawl through the opening and I see that my house is literally balanced on its edges over this huge cavern.
Suddenly I see my mom on the other side walking along stairs on the other side of the cavern and I feel like this is a memory and maybe a reminder that I need to call my mother.
As we talk about whether I should report this discovery...my neighbors say no as I might not be able to sell the house.
In the meantime, the llama wasn't dead at all and gets up. Ketan goes towards it and I warn him that it will spit so he backs off. At least he listens to me in my dreams! Sure enough the llama finds other people to spit at.
Ketan then opens a door and the Tasmanian devil...a real one...steps out and growls at him. We both run off and continue living in the house. I consider renting the lower level for parties.
And then I wake up and there is no sinkhole under the house or llama or Tasmanian devil.
I used to dream of tornadoes when There was turmoil in my life...wonder what Freud would say about this dream of an literal sinkhole under my house?? Am I literally living on the edge?!
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