The Interpretation of Dreams

“Why, for instance, did I dream I had surged up through the lawn of Toronto’s Victoria College and clomped into the library, decomposing and covered with mud? The librarian didn’t notice a thing, which, in the dream, I found surprising. Was this an anxiety dream? If so, which anxiety?” Margaret Atwood’s dream diary.

is an intern for The Millions. She is a writer and recent graduate of Smith College living in Cambridge, MA. She blogs at rhiansasseen.com.

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