featherynscale | HGA to Brain: Settle Down, Beavis.

Last night I dreamed of being somewhere warm. There was a gathering of people that I think of as 'my people'. We're in a theater, or maybe an aquarium. One of these people leads me backstage, where there is a large gem sale or swapmeet going on. He points me towards a table full of polished chrysocolla. "You'll want some of these," he says.

I looked up the symbolic attributes of chrysocolla today to find that it's supposed to be a sort of soothing, calming influence, and proof against ulcers. Ha.