I dreamed that I came home one day and
realized that I hadn't been feeding my monkeys. Upset over my
forgetfulness, I went to my bedroom and found the small, flat box in which
they lived. Through the transparent lid, I could see the ten or twelve
compartments within, each housing a monkey which was three or four inches
tall.
When I opened the lid, most of them jumped out and started
running around. Of the two that remained in the box, one was very sick and
one was dead. I knew it was my fault because I hadn't been taking care of
them. I woke up feeling really guilty, like I had done something
terrible. |
