Hornet’s Nest

I had a dream the other night. I dreamt that I was with two people; one was a friend, and one used to be a friend. And I began to tell my friend about the time I had a hornet’s nest in my bedroom.

It started off with just a small, papery notch in the corner of the ceiling, and over time it grew bigger and bigger, until it was a full-fledged hornet’s nest. In my dream, I puzzled over why I did not get rid of the nest while it was still small; but I let it sit until one day, it got so big that it dropped from the ceiling.

SMASH! The nest cracked open and hornets swirled out, stinging their frightened neighbor and leaving a mess of welts. When it was all said and done, my mother was upset that she had neglected to remove the nest, and to warn me of its danger.

I remember telling my friend all this in the dream. I remember thinking, well, at least I’ve told her somewhere.

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