I had a dream that I (a normally animal loving person with pets, concerned with endangered species etc) was a taxidermist running around killing animals for their hides and not having a hint of emotion about it. I feel gross, but it’s not the weirdest s*** my brain has done this quarantine. If I show any more schizophrenic symptoms this year besides the hypnopompic hallucinations i’m going to the therapist before I hurt someone