(dream anon) i feel i should clarify that the reason i was so baffled by the dream when i woke up is that a solid 60% of the dream was me doing piles of very confusing paperwork while extremely tense bc i was convinced that any tiny error on the estrogen paperwork would get both me and erling sent to Soccer Jail
the remainder of the dream made more sense by virtue of not being Intensely Sweaty Bureacracy. it was 10% “i understand that you’re excited, but this is an injection so i do need you to sit still,” and the remaining 30% would be best described as nonbinary club night, theme “your gender must be this unexplainable to party” (perfect for me and several friends who appeared at this point, and also apparently for erling). most of the norway nt appeared to see us off for nonbinary club night like sailors’ wives waving to a ship going out to sea. the taxidermied raccoon was there
Anon, every next sentence in this ask is the best sentence in this ask. To be fair, medical paperwork is absolute shit and makes sense to no one, in dreams or outside of them. I adore the Norwegian send-off to nonbinary land. I fully lost it at the taxidermied raccoon.
