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I've been constantly dreaming about foxes recently, and these dreams might have slightly changed my life. At the second day after having the first dream about foxes (the dream itself will be shared later), me and my friends were joking about 'visting' ghosts or spirts in the woods. It was just a joke, while some kinda ‘persistence’ or 'faith' urged me to do so. We went to a pretty short mountain that night, although nothing super natual had happened, I suddenly fail in love with the mountain climbing or nature itself. Born as a city boy I never had the enthusiasm of any outdoor activities or the nature. Yet I went to mountains and woods everynight since that day untill my feet can't bear no more climbing, dodging, and sliding down. Frankly, it was a very pleasant week. Yet I'm still amazed by how fast or how unprediectable I've changed during the past week (I even started listen to music featuring tribal beats and natural rhythms, I'm a die-hard metalhead). I do realize that all those changes have solid psychological explanations and causes, but I still wish to recive some interpretations from other aspects.
About the dreams:
At the first night, I've dreamed about wandering around my apartment, and two cute foxes ran to me. They stared at me for a while and I decided to play with them. I bent down and one of the foxes ran away. It's a black fox, I've never seen one like that, even in medias. The other fox stayed with me (with classical red fur, beautiful creature I may say). I robbed her belly, and offered her some sort of meat (or jerky maybe). She hugged my arm with her forelimbs, gentally biting my hand and kicked me with her feet. Those kickes lift many scar on my arm, yet I felt joyful. That was the first night. The other nights lift me onlt pieces to recall, they are all about I look back and find out a fox is following and staring at me.
I've been constantly dreaming about foxes recently, and these dreams might have slightly changed my life. At the second day after having the first dream about foxes (the dream itself will be shared later), me and my friends were joking about 'visting' ghosts or spirts in the woods. It was just a joke, while some kinda ‘persistence’ or 'faith' urged me to do so. We went to a pretty short mountain that night, although nothing super natual had happened, I suddenly fail in love with the mountain climbing or nature itself. Born as a city boy I never had the enthusiasm of any outdoor activities or the nature. Yet I went to mountains and woods everynight since that day untill my feet can't bear no more climbing, dodging, and sliding down. Frankly, it was a very pleasant week. Yet I'm still amazed by how fast or how unprediectable I've changed during the past week (I even started listen to music featuring tribal beats and natural rhythms, I'm a die-hard metalhead). I do realize that all those changes have solid psychological explanations and causes, but I still wish to recive some interpretations from other aspects.
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About the dreams:
At the first night, I've dreamed about wandering around my apartment, and two cute foxes ran to me. They stared at me for a while and I decided to play with them. I bent down and one of the foxes ran away. It's a black fox, I've never seen one like that, even in medias. The other fox stayed with me (with classical red fur, beautiful creature I may say). I robbed her belly, and offered her some sort of meat (or jerky maybe). She hugged my arm with her forelimbs, gentally biting my hand and kicked me with her feet. Those kickes lift many scar on my arm, yet I felt joyful. That was the first night. The other nights lift me onlt pieces to recall, they are all about I look back and find out a fox is following and staring at me.
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