good morning again
i dreamed about being at my mom's house helping her pull out weeds in the yard and she showed me a side of the house i couldn't perceive before, where the dirt was bare and strangely hardened and smoothened into very round lumps that could support a person's weight, and out of one big hole in the ground a huge fungal creature was growing.
it looked like, hm ok so picture a millipede like picrel but make it 3-4 feet tall. keep the legs, but replace the body with fluffy material like cotton or spore stuff and cover the whole length of it with a shroud of cottony webbing that held it together. and again 3-4 feet tall. occasionally it would rupture its shroud and spit out puffs of spores. it had no face but on two occasions it turned to face us. attacking it with gardening tools just released spores and it healed itself quickly.

i was putting together a plan to burn it to kill it but i woke up before we could do it. so now this giant fungal millipede is alive inside my head. forever