Spock Misses The Point

Last night I dreamt that I was walking around the house which I shared with a few people.  I don’t know them in real life, and in the dream I never really saw their faces, but they were my housemates.  I was walking around the house because it was the intermission of a movie I was supposed to watch and write a review about.  The movie didn’t get my interest, and I actually fell asleep through most of it.  Anyway, during the intermission I had a walk around the house to wake up and refresh myself.  I got to a screen door which leads outside, and saw a plant beside it.  I picked up a stick and hit the plant.  As soon as I did that I had an intense buzzing around my ears.  I didn’t see anything, but all I could hear was clouds of flies buzzing around my ears, as if they were trying get inside my head.  So I did the old shaking of head and flailing of arms to get them away, even though I still can’t see them.  And then, it all stopped.  So I walked around the corner to another room, and saw a piece of styrofoam.  For some reason I picked it up and took a bite out of one corner of it and began to chew.  The feeling of little bits of styrofoam in my mouth was disgusting.  I looked up and I saw a whole lot of flies sitting on the wall.  They were covering a third of the wall, in a band.  Like the milky way, except of flies instead of stars.  I walked very carefully as I didn’t want to disturb them.  The last thing I need is more buzzing around my ears.  The taste of the foam in my mouth was getting to me, so I started spitting out the bits of foam.  When I did that, flies flew out of my mouth, endlessly.  I could not get rid of them all, no matter how hard I spit.  They just kept streaming out.  And that’s when I woke up.

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