The only downside is that I can't stop thinking about it. ​:wvrnFlat:​

There isn't too much I remember and a lot I can't put into words. I had started off as a different creature, but at some point my species was changed. I remember being surprised that others (I don't even know if they were humans or not) still recognized me. Sometimes it feels like I intentionally changed things in my dream, as if I was somewhat lucid and knew I could do that.

Judging from the size, I was probably some falcon?

I remember one part where I was in some weird cage tunnel with others, but then we escaped and I flew away. At the end of the dream, I was traversing a really tall collection of buildings, going from one roof to the next one higher up, and finally resting on one.

And then the sun fucking sniped my eye through the gap in my closed window. ​:drgn_woozy:​