You’d think I would be dreaming of volcanoes, earthquakes, and asteroids, since I have been reading a book on natural disasters. Or about serial killers, since I am earlobes deep into my next book, which, even I, find mildly disturbing. But I’m not…
I’m dreaming of Hoof & Mouth Disease (perhaps another clue as to why I have sleep anxiety). Last night and the night before, I dreamed that Hoof & Mouth Disease had become very transmittable from animals to humans. The symptoms in humans was psychopathic disregard for human life (think The Purge). And my waking brain went “What the hell?!?”
Hoof & Mouth Disease is very hard for humans to catch. It does happen, rarely… very rarely… like almost never… but it can spread to humans from infected animals, predominately, infected cattle, but not via ingestion. You can eat all the infected cattle you want and not get the disease because our stomach acid kills the virus that creates Hoof & Mouth Disease.
And it does not infect the brain. We are more likely to suffer an epidemic of psychopaths created by Spongebob Squarepants than we are from Hoof & Mouth. It causes lesions on the skin and in the oral cavity. It’s painful and sometimes, fatal, but it never touches the brain.
It is a very odd thing to dream about.