So I had a dream that I was lost in some huge-ass meadow with a bunch of rabbits in it, which then led to me somehow getting into a suburban community with a bunch of bulls running around trying to ram into me. Somehow, I was an amazing jumper, though; I was able to jump over them at just the right time to avoid getting rammed multiple times...although I was breaking into peoples houses to run away from them, and I was trying not to get caught.
What's odd, though, is that the part of me being in the suburban community part of the dream has made me start to question if I really don't ever want to have children. I usually say I don't, because I feel like I wouldn't be able to give them a kind of life I'd think they'd deserve, but I just woke up and thought "You know, raising a child might not be so bad. It could be an amazing experience, actually!"
So now, here I am crying over a stupid ass dream and thinking about scenarios that might not happen, such as what I would ever tell my child if they ask who/where their mom is. I'm so sensitive, I can not.
