Wake up and the clock reads 9:36 am. I’m at my parent’s house, my childhood house when I was school age. Realize it’s a Monday and my parents have let me sleep in. My audio recorder has been going and I stop it, wondering if it recorded my snoring… or my menstrual cycle? Which I don’t have as I’m a cis male.
The dream is called “Apotropaic tracheism, tocarianism”, because these words were an important phrase later/earlier in the night’s dreams. I forget what they meant they were related somehow. Not many people know what ‘apotropaic’ means — which is too bad, as it’s a lovely word.