I dreamt I had to exorcise or help in passing if you will, not even sure about the right word, the spirit of a cat that got lost in the chase and didn't notice had it died. I had to suck up its spiritual energy. This way it would finally move on to wherever cats go after they die. When I began flecks of grey started to appear on the antracite black fur, pigment evaporating in wisps. The cat-ghost got confused, unsure what was happening to it, so I stopped. In the end I couldn't bring myself to do it. I woke up at 5:30a.m. without an alarm clock. This was the first dream I remembered in over six months.
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