31 Dec 2023
Dream
I was in school and I ended up being late to class because the doors to the classrooms all changed. Apparently, the name of the teacher whose class I was late for was my old art/theatre teacher. I don't know what the class was about but when I found the room and entered it, the desks were all over the place. All of my classmates were people that I was briefly acquainted with and names I didn't know because they seemed untrustworthy. The teacher had changed to my current psychology/sociology teacher as I sat down in a desk near the classroom door. Some of the kids moved their desks closer to mine, which made me uncomfortable but I said nothing, so that they could bring me into the conversation. I bent down to pick something up from off the floor and then my dream cuts to an in-progross carboard plus popsicle stick project on my desk. Three weird looking spiders were crawling around on it, going between cardboard pillars and on top of a fake popsicle stick spider, which I apparently made when starting the project. I freaked out a bit, scooching my chair back and wondering why no one else was freaking out over the spiders. I didn't know what to do with them, but since I assumed the live spiders had something to do with the project for some reason, I didnt mention anything about it. Scared and anxious, I reached out to my project and a centipede-like spider tried to cling to my finger. I bit back a scream and shook it off, the spider landing back on the cardboard just before I woke up.