I had the following dream:
I was in a single wide trailer I used to live in standing in the living room, there was a knock at the door and I opened it to find my Father outside holding a knife. He came in and was trying to kill me. My dead, alcoholic cousin came in the door and stopped my father. Then a window shattered in the back room and a dove came flying down the hall and turned into a raven as it approached and flew into the kitche. The bird flew through the kitchen window. I went in and found a green "banana faerie" (Head like an elf, body like a pixie, four legs that bifurcated into banana looking feet) then I was called outside by a large group of dead relatives to come out to the dirt road by my trailer and help with an archeological dig to uncover pyramids built by black ants. I went back to the trailer for a lantern and my father was there apologizing for trying to kill me and trying to put a leather jacket on me. Then I woke up...any thoughts or interpretations?
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