In the dream, I had decided that I couldn't take my job anymore and moved away. I moved in with someone who could help support me in a transition phase. That was my ex-roommate. Why, I don't know. It felt like I had to move in with her. I wasn't looking forward to it.
Then my cat, Dinah, was there. And I said something about her ability to adapt since she'd lived in that situation before.
Then things got weird. I realized I had moved from my apartment and wondered why I'd done that. And I hadn't moved away like I had thought. Strange.
I woke up and said over and over, "I will NEVER move back in with her."
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