10/10, I dream about a bear. For the first time ever, I dreamt that I was the bear. It was so bizarre. I was frightening people, which I loved. But I was also being hunted, which I didn't. Either the cop had a dog, or a dog had a gun, I forget which.
I liked being the bear. I didn't have to be afraid, because I was the monster.
I liked being the bear. I didn't have to be afraid, because I was the monster.
