That is some X Files level shit, right there.

I never used to get the teeth dream, but I've had it a few times in the past few years. The increasing anxieties of adulthood! Ugh, and it's always so gross-feeling.

Oh it's true! Which is why I'm so thrilled about this place. But Kate was so burnt out that she wasn't writing online much of anywhere (understandably!). I wonder if, someone wants to have the conversation about a writers responsibility to the community they create, we could also have a decent conversation about how to support them back so that burnout isn't so high. Maybe that just isn't something you can do on the public internet.

Interestingly, people who have been blind since birth dream only with the senses they've always had, but people who have lost vision later in life tend to dream with visuals as well. I've been visually impaired but still sighted since I was a baby, but I dream the way I see in waking life, though the visuals in my dreams are usually quite disjointed.

My only recurring dreams are anxiety related though. About twice a year I dream that I'm back in grad 12, about to go onstage as Titania in the school production of A Midsummer Nights Dream, and I realized I've forgotten to learn my lines and I have to fake it and it's a disaster. Probably because of my constant sense of impostor syndrome. I also used to regularly dream that I was late for things, but that has dissipated since I stopped being a student.

Yay, comments! Nice to see you, Toast!

Really excited to see you here, Kate. Shapely Prose literally changed my life as well about five years ago, and has been such a force for good in my life and relationships. I hope that writing here is in fact fun.

The issues of community and responsibility and burnout are so thorny. Even on this huge (somewhat) wonderful internet, clearly there aren't enough spaces like Shapely Prose, or whatever else people need. It's ridiculous that one person, or even five bloggers on one blog, should carry that responsibility. I know a lot of us over at the Hairpin commentariat were nervous when Edith left because we had so come to value the thoughtfulness and intelligence of the Pin, which is really like nowhere else online (hopefully here now though). It isn't that Edith owes us anything, it's just that it's ludicrous that it's so hard to find that smart kindness anywhere else online.