Friday, 1 January 2010

Back to School

I am in a school building, it looks a bit like my old primary school but larger, it is all on one floor. But it is full of adults, we are all wearing office gear. There has either been a shake up of an old business or this is a new business, because we are all looking for positions and not everyone will stay there. There are lots of queues, people hanging around and getting lost.

At some point I leave for a break. I have a jet pack on my back and am flying. I am above a city. I hover above one sky scraper, I touch the pinnacle with my foot and the spire on top folds in on itself. It looks like it might be made of lego (I saw a house be made out of lego on TV yesterday). I am worried I wont be able to get the pinnacle back, but I do. I must be very large because I can stand with one foot on one building and another foot on a different building. At one point I lose my footing and am afraid I will fall, but I get my jet pack on and am okay.

Back at the school, I am sitting in an office, I think I am PA to this woman, or maybe we are just sharing the same office. Paper and files are building up on her desk. I thing she works in TV. My desk is clean, as soon as something appears I can magically put it away with my mind. I am drinking from a mug. The woman is talking to someone who has just come in, they talk is stressed voices. I don’t say anything.

It’s the end of the day. There is a man in the office who has been slagging me off, saying I didn’t deserve to get this job. He is an older man wearing big glasses. He reminds me of someone but I can’t remember who. I walk up to him (I am very confident) and tell him off for talking aobut me behind my back. Then I have to join this very long queue. We all have thick black wool coats on. I think we are leaving. The queue goes down very quickly. There is a man behind a table with a pack of cards. I notice there are other tables in the room but there aren’t as many people queuing there. When I get to the front the man asks me to draw some cards. I am afraid I won’t draw the right cards and I won’t be able to come back. He says it is okay, I only have to draw a ---- and I’ll be ok. I’m not sure what the outcome is though. In then queue I see people I’ve meet throughout my life, in other rooms I recognised people as well. After the drawing the cards I leave.

Outside other weird stuff happens. I am with a group of people, we are making stuff out of clay. The man leading the group gives me some instructions, he doesn’t say what he wants me to make, but I realise it is a penis. Then he asks me to give the others the same instructions. I refuse to.

Christmas In Llandudno

Dreamt it was Christmas. I was at home with mum, dad, ed and grace. My mum tells us we can get up. I go out.

There are some large trees. I am trying to frame a picture to include the tops of several trees. It looks like a cross stitch picture. A woman in medieval clothing is hanging from a tree. She is holding onto a rope. She calls someone on her mobile phone to help her as she is about to fall. I am holding onto her, when I look it is not far to the ground, so I jump and land softly. There is a weight on the other end of the rope, the rope moves and lowers her and she is able to jump to the ground (surely this would be the other way round, she should go up not down).

I am by a river, there are ducks and swans. I am playing in the water. Bethany from Rev is there as well. I make my way down stream, it is shallow and we walk). There are some mini water falls but I’m to scared to walk down them in case I slip. I say we should turn around and we go back.

I am standing by another river. There are large stone buildings on the other side. The brick work is slimy where the water has risen and fallen. I’m trying to patch up the brick work with my mind. It’s a bit like using photoshop, because some of the brickwork is identical in places, down to the shape of the blocks and their discolouration.

At home, (I think it is the flat in Llandudno) the front door opens onto the stairs. There are buckets and sand by the front door. I think I take something off (a wet suit?). It is still morning, we haven’t opened our presents yet. I see Harriet coming down the stairs, she is about to fall but I stop her. Inside I am sitting on the floor watching TV. A cat comes in and sits between my knees. He has the coat of Henry, white with black marks and a black tail. But he has the body of Ralph and the same shape face. He lets me fuss him. He’s eyes are a bit red and his throat is a bit warm, I am afraid he might have a cold. I hear Ed go into Dad and tell him Black Adder has died.