So I went to bed with peace because I feel a lot better now. I'm walking at night through the streets of Noordwijk, a city in the Netherlands, close to the sea. It's a bright new part of the town with streets and lanes, empty, sunny and new. A group of bulls are thundering through a few streets ahead of me. Bulls with skins like sheep do have.
Large parts fall off.
Fat, burning skin is falling off. A few streets behind me, I see them again with a group of people, running together with the bulls and so forming one burning group. I can avoid them easily by walking down a side road. I'm without fear. This happens another one or two times.