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My Grandma as a Caterpillar

My Grandma As A Caterpillar

My Grandma As A Caterpillar

I dreamed last night that my grandma was transformed into a purple caterpillar. I had her on a tray with wheels that I was pulling behind me in a restaurant parking lot in a tiny southern town in the middle of nowhere. As I pulled her she would fall off randomly and each time it happened she would get harder and harder to find. Finally she fell off and disappeared into a garbage can. I emptied it out – searching the garbage carefully so she wouldn’t get injured. As I searched a storm with roiling black clouds blew over and I woke up. Edit: Yep this one was telling me that I was about to be homeless again. The storm clouds know.

About the author: I am an illustrator who specializes in creating whimsical monsters and playful critters with a quirky style.
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