Can't remember much of the dream... but I do remember shaving my legs hurriedly, only to later find that I'd cut myself up really bad... to the point that the spots that got cut were black and bruised looking, oozing clear blood. There was one particular cut on my right leg, close to the back/inside of my knee and calf. I remember licking it.
Perhaps it's a hint that trying to change myself rashly will only result in me 'licking my wounds'? Though I'm unaware of actually 'changing' at the moment...
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They say dreams are the doorways to our subconscious. That it's a manifestation of desires or thoughts that we rarely pay much mind to. Well, over the years I've been recording the few dreams I can remember by the time I get to where I can record them. They're usually pretty wacky, so, Enjoy!
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