Rec | OWLS

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I dreamt of owls last week. Some owl eggs were orphaned and I raised this sweet little owl, who would fly over and perch on my hand when I extended it. Then I’d hold it close, stroke its feathers and nuzzle my face against its head. There were many other very detailed things happening in the dream but this is all that really stuck. I ordered these owl earrings shortly afterwards!

@solomonki

Jul 18, 2024

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