The Silverfish Who Crossed Over

In the morning I found a silverfish sitting on top of my bed. I removed it and went back to sleep.

In my dream life I told someone that I had “dreamt” of a silverfish on my bed and that when I “woke up” (returned to my dream life), I had a tattoo of a silverfish on my hand.

When I reentered my waking life, there were neither real nor tattoo silverfish around.

 

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One response to “The Silverfish Who Crossed Over

  1. I despise the silverfish they are so wimpy and resilient in the same time and how is it that they can run so fast? I don’t know many fast runners who thrive on a diet of corn starch and flour.

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