Weekend at S.’s new apartment.
In my dream, I was also lying in the bed where I was before I slept.
S.’s dog, Fara, totally harmless and scared by everyone because of her life past, attacks me in my dream. I can barely push her away because of the constricting paralysis I was feeling at the time.
BACK TO THE REALITY:
I woke up asking a lot of questions, because although I realized that it was only a dream and that Fara was also sleeping, it was the second time I had a dream like this. It was also the second time I went to S.’s house this year… what a coincidence…