And the dream

[smokingboot]

Last night, in a full house that had that bedsitty sense of students' digs, all crowded together in a house in a bustling street; people sitting on beds because there were no chairs, etc. I looked under our bed and there were multitudes of little creatures, mostly rodents and their babies but inexplicably tiny turtles too, and these were flying through the air. It was all so very fecund, more and more babies were coming into the world each second as we watched, amazed. R was annoyed with me about something, but I couldn't work out what it was; I was just dazzled and flummoxed by all this life.