Why am I still recalling the image of lobsters jumping up and down like excited-and-pleased-to-see-you puppies at the window next to one house's front door? And expecting to hear barking?
This is interesting and raises all sorts of questions, such as: is this an image from real life that keeps getting inserted in your dreams, or is this a dream image that keeps popping up for a currently unknown reason? Also, if happy jumping lobsters could make a sound, would it be barking? Or would they click their claws with enthusiasm? Or would they trill?
Ummmm...
Date: 2021-03-10 05:11 am (UTC)If this were the sixties I'd have an answer...
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Date: 2021-03-10 12:54 pm (UTC)LOL
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Date: 2021-03-10 06:54 pm (UTC)But then again, I think a lot of what Freud had to say was bunk.
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