bug dream
I dreamt that there are green bugs that hatch from cocoons, and if the cocoons were stuck to the underside of a leaf, then the bug would live its life walking upside down on the underside of surfaces. Nothing actually happened in the dream. At least there weren’t cave crickets involved.
Oh, did I mention that we now call our cave cricket “Martha”? So whenever we have to go into a cabinet where Martha has been spotted before, we knock and bang around a little, calling out “Martha, I’m coming in!” to give her a chance to hop away on her giant man-cricket legs.
