Well. I've certainly had a strange dream.
I dreamed this morning that my mother and I were dogs, and to top it off, we were slaves of a wealthy feline family. I kept trying to play with the kittens that had just been born, but if I had been successful, my demise would have been ensured.
I simply -have- to wonder where this dream came from!
There were also some off bits of the dream where I had supposedly been a faithful devotee of God in a broken down church that I was charged to clean and keep tidy. I have no wonder where that part came from; soon I will be doing my ethnographic study over the religion of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.
Ho hum. Off to Chemistry I fly.
Nadiya Shidoreh Community Member 
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