Apr 25, 2009 05:02
Tonight, I went to paul's gig in Newtown. Then we drank at the townie. Walking back from the townie I said "Let's walk this way!"
So we walked down king st instead of Enmore Rd. We followed our noses towards the general direction of his house, and came across three small fancy cars in a row. And some pretty red camellias, then a big dirt park, which had a gate that I thought looked chained locked, but Paul opened it and it was fine. Then we came to this street, after me saying "ohhh where are we?" about 5 times. "I know this street, that's enmore up ahead!" (It wasn't) " I did a 20 point turn just there"
Then, to our left... were these.. buildings. Like how you'd imagine houses in a Harry Potter novel (maybe?), or an Enid Blyton book. All in a row, tilted, distorted.. like a drawing
I dreamt of this exact scene, about two to three years ago. This corridor of little buildings, at a Blaxland High School Fete. And it was obscene, and disgusting, all of them had dirty business going on inside- Teachers whoring themselves out as a part of the festivities. Old parents having orgies..good ole time at the fete
The set for that dream actually.. exists.. physically, a few years later.. In enmore.