| Current mood: |  crazy |
What the hell, brain?
So last night I dreamt that I was at a sort of adventure farm - a farm re-imagined as a theme park, almost. In my dream, I found the horse section, which was a massive barn/stable full of long rows of stalls, end to end, instead of the more usual side-by-side arrangement. The horses were all left tacked up, and were being taken out, ridden in a very boring circle, and then put back, mostly by unsupervised kids. There were little brats running up and down the aisles screaming and the horses all looked seriously depressed. I opened the nearest door to my right and went in, where there was a chestnut or bay horse who looked really miserable. It was horribly ewe-necked and pretty pissed-off looking. I think I tried to take off its saddle and while I was doing something by its side, it leaned around and bit me right on the bum, hard, and took a mouthful of my jacket too.
Am I a) actually insane or b) simply getting there slowly?
I think it may be a combination of that episode of Dollhouse with the lady on the horse (because it looked a little ewe-necked) and a couple of near misses I've had in the past - one horse deliberately stepped on my foot, the sod, while the other sank his teeth into my poor boob. But seriously... I think I need more sleep. Or something.
In other news, I've got another 2 weeks off work. WHY IS MY FOOT STILL NOT BETTER YET?
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