I wake from sleep, and take my waking slow
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So, I'm awake after two dreams, one of which can only be described as a particularly disturbing cross between a horrific episode of The Next Generation and The Handmaid's Tale.
The details are already too faded off in the second one, which is too bad. It'd have made a good script. All I remember is it being about a very strange university graduation ceremony where the girls were all wearing these very long red robes, each with a different large, black marking across the front. As they proceeded out to the stage area from behind the curtains, one was stripped, something was done to her. There's a scene of her laying on a table, like an operating bed but without instruments or harshness.
In the other, I helped deliver a baby. The child of an uncle and aunt now divorced. The baby had black feet and a white face, as if the child were interracial. The couple were both white, though.