People have been having weird dreams a lot, I guess, and talking about weird dreams a lot, and all, and usually my dreams aren't very notable or I just don't really talk about them.
Except for the dreams after the tarot reading Loki did for me, those were like they were on speed, but still not very clear or sense-making.
This time, though, I think I get what you guys are talking about.
It was a very simple dream about a girl and her horse, except that girl was me and the horse
had wings.
Which, whatever, but it was frighteningly real. Enough I could still feel feathers on my fingertips when I woke up. What is the internet slipping me?