(from a letter)

i remembered this part of a dream last night that I had, because in the middle of the night, i was like, “oh i need to remember that” so in my sleep-drunk state, i wrote down “FOX TAMER” on this little strip of paper by my bed.

anyway, in this dream, i all of a sudden was in this place outside at night with a group of people. in front of me was one of these:

a gray fox (only not so gosh-darn cute as this one), it was actually kind of yip-y and mean. anyway, somebody was like “watch out man, that things gonna bite you.” and I was all like “no its not” and was kind of trying to push it back from me, except like i couldnt touch it. like i didnt exist in the same plane as it or something.

then you popped up somewhere out off to the right, and came and kind of shushed it away from me, cause like you could interact with it, being on the same plane as it.

yup. thats all i remember. besides that, i have been having a lot of historical dreams lately, which my aunt claims are past lives. also i had one with a MONSTROUSLY large buffalo and camel which were talking to me and giving me advice. it was great. we were all working together to mend this fence that a horse had knocked over so that the herd of cattle which were penned there wouldnt escape.