Last night’s dreaming:
Weird weird weird weird mundane shit weird wei-
I’m standing in front of Thor (not movie Thor or comic book Thor; I just _know_ that that’s Who it is. He had a weight to His presence and, even though my brain thought he looked “wrong” and kept insisting it must be Odin, my gut knew what was up), who is seated and very large. He asks me if I remember what I promised Him and I reach up to my left ear, then switch to my right – He smiles as if I’ve passed a test – and remove my earring; it is a diamante drop, a ball at the top with a triangle suspended below (at a _push_ it could maybe be a stylised version of His hammer.) I hand Him the earring and He accepts it, still with that knowing smile.
-rd weird weird anxiety weird.
I dunno. I really, truly don’t.
Brain, explain yourself?