Dream: Vultures on a bus
I was an African or cinereous vulture out of my element, hungry, and ill equipped to capture prey in the environment in which I and my mate found ourselves. We were desperate.
A bus came by; I knew that my human mother was on board. I got on to ask for her help, although it was difficult to explain the problem. Suddenly, it occurred to me that I was a vulture on a bus full of humans and that no one had noticed. There was something magical about it, as though time were frozen for all but me and my human mother.
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