Dreams...
It started with a competition by the beach. Actually a dream I've had before, in which I have to follow a number of steps in order to gain objects to complete a final task (grow a rubber seed). In this dream, i couldnt remember what i was supposed to do, or in what sequence. So i ended up sitting desolately on the sand watching everyone else desperately digging while my mother questioned me about what i was doing.
Then for some reason, a short interlude in which i watched my brother and two of his friends (Jon and Esther) hugging each other. All of you were vampires. Jon was Lestat. O_o
Then it was A level day all of a sudden, and i arrived in school only to find nobody else there, because i was early. Looked out the window, and saw lots of people (including people i havent seen for years), but the weirdest part was quite definitely Rachel and Min running around with giant multicoloured slippers strapped to their heads like really big hats. Then we all had to move to a different location to get our results, and while everyone was walking on a bridge, i had to monkey bar underneath it. And the wooden bars kept breaking, and i never did get across, because i woke up then.
So then I awoke in the darkness of a cold morning, with my head swimming -- knowing I was tricked by the images of sleep. It was results day and I was gripped with fear.
Almost, but not quite.Here. Go read this. He-who-shall-not-be-named's blog.
Then for some reason, a short interlude in which i watched my brother and two of his friends (Jon and Esther) hugging each other. All of you were vampires. Jon was Lestat. O_o
Then it was A level day all of a sudden, and i arrived in school only to find nobody else there, because i was early. Looked out the window, and saw lots of people (including people i havent seen for years), but the weirdest part was quite definitely Rachel and Min running around with giant multicoloured slippers strapped to their heads like really big hats. Then we all had to move to a different location to get our results, and while everyone was walking on a bridge, i had to monkey bar underneath it. And the wooden bars kept breaking, and i never did get across, because i woke up then.
So then I awoke in the darkness of a cold morning, with my head swimming -- knowing I was tricked by the images of sleep. It was results day and I was gripped with fear.
Almost, but not quite.Here. Go read this. He-who-shall-not-be-named's blog.