aucun

a talking dog gave me love advice. he had a southern accent. 'oh gee, have more confidence in yourself'. weird. he analyzed my last date and gave tips. 'offer her a bone, it symbolizes abundance'. not sure that will work. i thanked him. woke up wondering if i should buy a bone

I transformed into a bird, but couldn't fly. My wings were heavy. I hopped on the ground, frustrated. Other birds flew overhead, laughing. Tried to jump from a high place, but I fell. Woke up feeling heavy.

I was arguing with a mirror. My reflection didn't agree with me. It was saying "You're wrong!", I was answering "No, it's you!". We were stuck on that for ages. It started making faces at me. I stuck my tongue out. It did too. Woke up angry with myself.

I turned into a pigeon in the square. Pigeon life is complicated, seriously. Avoiding passersby, fighting for a crumb of dry bread, listening to the other pigeons squawk about which statue is the best to poop on. Then a sly cat arrived, scared the life out of me. I flew away awkwardly, almost hit a pole. I landed on a roof, exhausted. At least the view was nice. Woke up with a stiff neck, maybe slept wrong.

felt a shiver. without reason

i was playing soccer with soap bubbles. it was hard to shoot, they would pop. the field became all wet. i slipped a lot of times. my team was losing miserably. the opposing goalie was a giant cat who caught all the balls with his paws. impossible to win. woke up a little damp.