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The medicine I'm on atm, provokes freaky dreams apparently.
Eitherway I have been dreaming more regularly than before,
and last night Miya popped up....
I dreamt I was in some shitty waiting room, and needed the toilet, so I went into the toilet area, and someone in the waiting room was having a conversation with me, by shouting through a windowless pane in the door - and I'm like - can't you see I'm gonna go to loo here? Geez...and then looking around, I couldn't believe how filthy it was. But then I thought - ahh! I don't need to go here,
and I turned a corner, to access a cleaner coin operated place...I didn't go to toilet, but I washed my hands next to a 30p coin slot...suddenly the place is swamped with kids, and a teacher is giving out free 30p cans of fizzy drink...and is shouting: "Hey! You were supposed to pay for that" as kids run about with small cans of Tango, Coke, Pepsi...sh*t...I'm dreaming brand names...and my old neighbour Mark puts a can down next to my sink, pours another can into it...and I'm like: "I'm not drinking that, you just poured something into it. What is it?"
"Oh, it's tango, milk, coke and orange all mixed together"
"Oh, disgusting..."
"It's great!" he says and swigs it....
....then the running begins, there's tonnes of people from my past all around me, and a sense of "school's out" and running home, and I run out, round a wall, kinda like going through the door between Clarke and Inskips at Holy Rood, and am running, with a purple Ethernet cable....and as I run, the purple cable trailing from me, wraps itself around someone called Anna...forcing me to slow down, and unravel it from her.
She's smiling, and blushing as I apologise, and next to Anna is Miya. They're acting like Elisha/Elise/Liz and Miya, except it's Anna. Now this is weird, because this Anna looked attractive, but not like anyone I've ever known. But I did know an Anna from Uni who had a similar haircut, and I fancied for a short time. So it might have been some representation of her, even though it looked nothing like her.
So I walked and talked with this Anna and Miya, and was like: "I don't spook you now? You're comfortable with me now?"
and Miya was like: "Yeah, pretty much."
So I was like: "Oh, great cool. Yeah, well, if I ever do or say anything that makes you uncomfortable, just let me know. 'Cos I worry about myself sometimes."
Then they went off, and Sam from school was behind me.
"That was a bit shit mate" he said,
"Yeah, haha, yeah, a bit shit" I agreed - thinking of how the last line sounded.
"You were doing great until that last line" said Sam.
"Yeah, I know...haha...oh well"...and then the running began again.
The speed was just constant, and others were running near me, whilst others walked slowly or were left behind. It felt like running through an airport...there was a low cieling in parts, humps in the ground, over which I thought I saw Paul Woolford, and later Stephen Holden.
But just kept running....then I realised I didn't have to and woke up.
Eitherway I have been dreaming more regularly than before,
and last night Miya popped up....
I dreamt I was in some shitty waiting room, and needed the toilet, so I went into the toilet area, and someone in the waiting room was having a conversation with me, by shouting through a windowless pane in the door - and I'm like - can't you see I'm gonna go to loo here? Geez...and then looking around, I couldn't believe how filthy it was. But then I thought - ahh! I don't need to go here,
and I turned a corner, to access a cleaner coin operated place...I didn't go to toilet, but I washed my hands next to a 30p coin slot...suddenly the place is swamped with kids, and a teacher is giving out free 30p cans of fizzy drink...and is shouting: "Hey! You were supposed to pay for that" as kids run about with small cans of Tango, Coke, Pepsi...sh*t...I'm dreaming brand names...and my old neighbour Mark puts a can down next to my sink, pours another can into it...and I'm like: "I'm not drinking that, you just poured something into it. What is it?"
"Oh, it's tango, milk, coke and orange all mixed together"
"Oh, disgusting..."
"It's great!" he says and swigs it....
....then the running begins, there's tonnes of people from my past all around me, and a sense of "school's out" and running home, and I run out, round a wall, kinda like going through the door between Clarke and Inskips at Holy Rood, and am running, with a purple Ethernet cable....and as I run, the purple cable trailing from me, wraps itself around someone called Anna...forcing me to slow down, and unravel it from her.
She's smiling, and blushing as I apologise, and next to Anna is Miya. They're acting like Elisha/Elise/Liz and Miya, except it's Anna. Now this is weird, because this Anna looked attractive, but not like anyone I've ever known. But I did know an Anna from Uni who had a similar haircut, and I fancied for a short time. So it might have been some representation of her, even though it looked nothing like her.
So I walked and talked with this Anna and Miya, and was like: "I don't spook you now? You're comfortable with me now?"
and Miya was like: "Yeah, pretty much."
So I was like: "Oh, great cool. Yeah, well, if I ever do or say anything that makes you uncomfortable, just let me know. 'Cos I worry about myself sometimes."
Then they went off, and Sam from school was behind me.
"That was a bit shit mate" he said,
"Yeah, haha, yeah, a bit shit" I agreed - thinking of how the last line sounded.
"You were doing great until that last line" said Sam.
"Yeah, I know...haha...oh well"...and then the running began again.
The speed was just constant, and others were running near me, whilst others walked slowly or were left behind. It felt like running through an airport...there was a low cieling in parts, humps in the ground, over which I thought I saw Paul Woolford, and later Stephen Holden.
But just kept running....then I realised I didn't have to and woke up.