[Dreams] Of Real Life and Heat
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Things I have learnt today:
If I am sleeping badly due to the heat, I tend to sleep shorter, but have much more intense dreams. Dreams that half-rooted in reality, and taken strongly from the day’s events.
Last night’s dream was one of those. I slept like a baby, awakening every few hours from the heat. The dream I had was… busy. And fairly lucid, I think.
I dreamt I was at an Angela Aki concerto or small fan event somewhere in UM, I think. Or maybe UPM. Definitely one of the unis. She played half on the piano, half on my tablet. I don’t know how, but apparently I had offered my tablet for her to play, and it was beautiful.
So she played, and I think she was running through the entire list of her latest album, and I “fell asleep” halfway. By fell asleep I mean I woke up in real life and had a drink and chatted with some people at 2am in the morning. Then I went back to sleep.
And I dreamt she was still playing, finishing the last of her songs. Then she tried to test the tablet’s responsiveness by flicking her finger quickly through the last few notes, which my Tabitha kept up with. It was wonderful.
I remember her thanks, then clutching my tablet to my chest and hurrying to my seat, a silly grin on my face. Dimmie was with me and then we were supposed to leave. I was embarrassed enough to say yes, so we left with everyone else. Then when we were outside, I realised I forgot to get her autograph.
As we were outside, I suddenly realised that we were supposed to pick up an agent, and so Dimmie was suddenly Expediter from the ENL Faction. We drove like mad in UM/UPM, and he was telling me stuff about the agents and how he was racing DJinn and Mikael to get this other agent. And my scanner had an app that showed the bets people placed on these three to see who could pick up this out of town agent first.
We reached a part of the uni campus where there was this multi-cultural event happening. There was no where to park, but Expediter assured me it was right to leave my car where it was and he got out to look for said agent. I took my car and drove further in, hoping there was an exit, since there were other cars that had gone ahead on the same route.
As I did, I passed my sisters Silvy and Shannon in full costume, who were there for the multi-cultural event. They waved at me but did not ask why I was there.
So I went down this road, reversed at a dead end and then was finally told to park my car in this one corner. As I got down, a familiar-seeming old man told me to wait there because the married couple was coming (I had parked inside a hall that was going to be used for a wedding) and then there was something about my parents coming over too, because the married couple was close to us.
Then there was this family of three that barged into the hall from the back door, talking about bullying the couple, but especially the younger of the pair, simply to show they could. They were chased out by the old man and me, who basically shouted more obscenities than they did and shaming them for their bullying actions.
THEN the couple came in, and I remembered being completely HAPPY at their wedding, and completely unaffected by the fact it was two men getting married. I think it was a moment of “I couldn’t be more happier for them if I tried.”
Then I woke up from the heat. -_-” With Angela Aki’s Aieuo ringing in my ears.
Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.