Ancient Greek Star Travel

Dreams last night: 

Mice were in my home, living on the back of the toilet, lined up neatly on a pipe. 

I noticed my bird seemed to have an injured foot; I picked him up and flipped him over to get a good look. His foot was clenched, so I prised it open gently. There was a lot of blood but I couldn't determine the cause, or what I could do to help him. 

I was studying ancient Greece and learned that they had engaged in star travel, and that their system of mythology was rooted in these travels.

I was working a new job in an office as an executive assistant, and my boss was Donald Trump. I was in constant fear that he would fire me for the smallest of offences, and that the job was basically lost regardless of anything I could do. 


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