Tales from the sun chaser.

Something was on my hand...a little fly type bug with a red head and clear wings. It was biting the crap out of me. I'd shoo it off, and then it would land again. I saw a bigger version of that same bug...almost the size of my fist. The tiny bug grew about that size and turned into a scorpion. I grabbed it and tore each limb off slowly...saving the stinger and claws for last. When I pulled off it's head, I woke up.


I also had a dream my daughter was over...something about eating food, and my friends sister was there.