I had some of the worst nightmares I've had in a long time last night. ( Cut for the easily squicked.Collapse ) I asked Dixie, and she also had terrible nightmares last night (one also involving cancer). We're going to smudge the house tonight-- there's just been strange energy in it lately. Then I heard an "ohh fuck!" from the kitchen-- Dixie's kombucha jar had burst in the fridge. The second jar to have burst on its own in our kitchen in as many weeks. One was refrigerated, one was not, and they were different types of jars. And we had a crow fly right in front of the car this morning-- considering that's particularly portentous in my family, I am now resolved to be more on-guard in the coming weeks. It reminded me to send an updated list of my most commonly used passwords to Ariel and Anna, in any case.