12 Feb 2025
Dream
I was in my family’s living room and the sun had set at 9:14pm but was still visible at 10:33pm. I was talking to Mom and she was falling asleep without wanting to, and when I pointed out it was 10:33pm I was like no wonder she was falling asleep and didn’t blame her. My dad reacted to the time, thinking it was crazy and shocking because the sun was still visible. The sun was quickly closing over with clouds. It was also -1 degree outside so it was extremely cold.
At one point Mom was writing on huge windows in blue letters: “confinement.” She almost misspelled it at first “confenement” but fixed it. To those outside the window, the word would read backwards. The word had something to do with the work she’s doing in therapy and dad was aware of it, not for or against it. I just knew he knew about it. Mom was picking tent colors from a menu or religious pamphlet about camping, wherein “banana” or yellow represented “mother” and orange represented earth. Mom was also trying to align logs on a wall in order to hang up her tent.
Back in the living room with the sun darkening at 10:33pm, an unknown white guy on a bike or motorcycle went by outside, I told the room about him. I said he must be freezing too because he wasn’t wearing gloves. At some point I noticed a vibrant tropical green frog on the ground. It was striking to see, and because it wasn’t moving I thought it was dead with its eyes open. Someone else maybe went down the street and then I realized the frog’s leg was broken. This was distressing. I also saw a squirrel or miniature otter or small animal who’s leg or tail was broken, and I was horrified at the cruelty of the world, but also knew this sort of thing must happen all the time. The squirrel mammal creature disappeared and I remember watching the frog limp around, the bone sticking out of its broken leg.
Briefly I watched an unknown white man have his huge sound system and expensive equipment collapse on him. He was in a studio with white walls and tall shelves of speakers and audio equipment literally fell on his body. He got everything back up with both arms for a second, but then it fell entirely. I remember seeing a big black speaker on the ground and him saying “there went $8,000 worth of equipment.” He was bummed out but also detached.
Back to the injured frog, it was moving around outside in the ice cold weather. I heard an unknown person explain that its broken leg should not be tucked under the way it was, and I imagined myself (as a human) walk around with my leg wildly broken in the wrong direction. When the frog got close to us in the living room somehow I woke up because I was disgusted and scared but also felt bad for the poor frog.
