Dreams
I've had some crazy dreams lately. The night before last, I dreamed about a dead, decaying peacock. (I was trying to figure out what kind of bird it was. First, I thought it was a crow or a vulture. But then I saw the plumes.) I can still see it.
posted by Lauren | 10:25 AM
3 Comments:
Do you have some underlying childhood trauma surrounding NBC?
Or maybe an attachment injury with being bit by your favorite animal at the zoo? :-)
Sounds like an artist's brain to me--a peacock, symbol of vanity and transient beauty, decaying... Wow, that's laden with symbolism!! That could come straight from a Russian novel.
The sound of a peacock shrieking is one of the eeriest I have ever experienced.
And they taste like Filet Mignon.
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