Last night I dreamt that I had left my wet shoes on for too long. When I sat down to take them off, I discovered that my toes had developed a layer of green moss/algae that kept growing back every time I frantically tried to scrape it off. I decided that I had to go home, and in my desperation I considered taking a taxi despite my severe lack of funds (seems I'm broke in both real life and in my dreams). As I was deciding, some dirty skater sitting next to me eagerly offered me a lift home. I decided to take a taxi.
I didn't remember this dream until about 3pm the next day when I was walking bare feet outside after spilling paint and water on my legs. Once I did remember it, it was all I could think about, and I still feel icky about it. Very disconcerting, and no I don't have any fungal infections that could have induced this swamp feet fear.
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