On compost heaps and Peruvian chickens

“Wherever you go, you can collect all kinds of plants to take home for your compost heap, unless you’re really busy doing other stuff – like looking after Peruvian chickens* for example.”
– The Voice of Authority in my dream.

Apparently dreams are your brain’s way of processing what happens during the day.

Sometimes, when I wake up from such a bizzarre dream, I wonder just what part of my day/life needs sorting out.

Still.

A dream with such a distinctive message has to be good for something, however weird, so I asked Google.

The only Peruvian chickens Google offered me were either roasted or fighting. The chickens in my dream were more alive and less spicy than in the pictures, but totally uninterested in fighting.

I didn’t find that particularly helpful. On the other hand, I had no idea Peruvian Chicken were a thing at all until I looked it up.

To be honest, I didn’t know Peruvian was a word either, so I suppose overall it was an informative dream.

Now to bring back armfuls of exotic plants for my compost heap…

Quote: dreams

“Dreams are illustrations from the book your soul is writing about you”

Marsha Norman

(If this is true, mine’s going to be a very odd book..)