The dream is this. A perfectly ordinary woman I work with tells me she is an alien. She tells me this because we are friends. She puts a black rubber patch over the left side of my face that, she says, will retrain my brain, let me understand her language, which is too strange to learn using Duolingo. She asks me to take a nap. I do and when I wake (in the dream), the first thing I notice is that I stink. Humans stink.
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