direct transcript from this morning's dream notebook.

[scottobear]

Dreamt of visiting an acquaintance’s house after meeting them at the mall in a store that specializes in selling carved-wood skulls. Something weirdly redundant, as each tooth was a smaller, just as detailed skill... totally recursive in my dream memory. I didn't much like the person I was visiting; it was thought they were a neutral party that suddenly said tat pushed my buttons... I don't recall what was said, though. I do recall trying my best to make friends with them again, and when they agreed I pulled out their teeth (quite painlessly) and replaced them with skull teeth. The regular teeth went into the wooden skulls, which then began screaming.... annoyed, I woke up.