Upon entering the BART station this morning I remembered part of my strange dream last night. "I" or my perspective was in the station with a group of people waiting on a train when this tiny little ball of a baby--like a bouncy, fleece-covered sausage--was dropped onto the platform. The baby/sausage rolled across the yellow safety strip and onto the tracks. This baby was TINY and didn't seem to have any limbs.
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Maybe it was Baby New Year...
andouille? blueberry? chorizo?
Mostly andouille.
But I had forgotten that I ate a CHORIZO taco last night. It's all coming together...
Joseph, it's probably a bad omen if it was Baby New Year. Right? It was about to get flattened by the coming train.
Societal Collapse.
not to freak your train or anything but i had a horrific dream that i forgot to feed my tiny baby and a week later i found out i was pregnant. you know, just sayin, sometimes that cigar is a cigar.
hmm, a tiny baby. . . that looks like a sausage. . . i.e. a little phallus-baby. . . might be a figure for your reproductive potential
in which case. . . tick tick tick
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