Dream Series: the Bus
I dreamed my brain was coming loose inside my head because the bones of my skull were separating. I couldn't shake it all back into place, so I got on the bus to go to the hospital, wondering if I should've put ice on my handful of bone parts, including one vertebrae which made me wonder why my head didn't flop over on my shoulder. Then I realized I was on the wrong bus and had no idea where I was.
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