Animal Lover

There is a dolphin on my bed. It isn’t very well. I have wrapped it in my quilt and I am rubbing water into it’s skin. I can feel it getting colder. My landlord is in the other room doing some ironing. He is having an argument with his wife. I manage to persuade him to get help for the dolphin. Two men turn up, they are wearing shorts and waterproof jackets. They look like they work with water animals. They dolphin perks up immediately they arrive. One of the men starts giving the dolphin an examination. He is squeezing the dolphins rear, to see if it as a urinal problem, he says ‘I hop it doesn’t pee on me’. At one point the dolphin appears to be standing up by the side of the bed watching the men examine it. It looks like a little boy (reminds me of Matthew). He is smiling at me. He is also a bit stripy and reminds me of my neighbour’s cat (who also peed on my bed).

There is a woman who comes into my room. She is quite tall with dark hair, she reminds me of the woman behind the desk at chief rentals. She has her arms folded and looks cross, maybe this is who my landlord is arguing with. She doesn’t look cross with me. I think she has a job for me.

I am outdoors, it is quite light and the grass is green. We are by the coast, I can see the sea, the land is very hilly. I see some paths, I manage to line two up in a straight line. It leads directly to a church/temple building which is on top of an outcrop of rock just off from the main land. I think they must have been part of the same path at one point. I think my landlord has followed me out here. I point out the path to him. This cross woman is here as well. I think this place is part of a park or some sort of leisure facility. I think this might be where the dolphin came from.

Back inside. They have taken the dolphin away. Now the room looks like my old bedroom at Hints. My chest feels itchy, I look down and see a squashed beetle. I brush it off and it stings my finger. I’m surprised as it looked dead and I didn’t think it would be able to bit me. I now have this very sore spot on my chest. I squeeze it to see if anything will come out, but it grows into this long tubular looking wart. (It looks like this thing I saw in my wildlife magazine that worms make on the beach). I go to show the woman and this other guy. She seems a bit annoyed, she doesn’t want to have to do anything about it. As I’m showing them it starts to disappear and sinks inside me. (This reminds me of a story a girl on my old creative writing course wrote about a woman who had a worm that lived inside her thigh - I keep having thoughts about monster worms who come to you at night in your sleep, creatures who used to live down wells, that knights in shining armour had to kill, I think they’re also associated with ley lines).

There is a toilet leaking. Me and this other girl are trying to mop it up but it keeps as we are mopping more water appears. (This girl reminds me of Adele, and when we went to India and it was our job to mop the kitchen at night). I go to find someone to tell about the leak. I come back and start helping my friend mop. She has been stuffing towels in the toilet to soak up the water, I show her it is still refilling. I find a small switch inside that can turn off the water but it keeps coming unstuck. A black arrives, she doesn’t believe us that the toilet is leaking, even though it is right in front of her. I take her hand and try to get her to feel the water on the floor. At first she won’t unclench her hand, then I get to her to lay it flat and holding her wrist swish it about in the water.

I am in a car with some people. I think the same characters that have appeared in this dream before. I want to buy a present for a woman. We pull into a garage. The tall man behind the counter isn’t being very helpful. I go behind the counter to have a look at what he has got. He asks me if I want an after eight egg. I bite into one. It is dark chocolate and on the inside a creamy white fondant. I tell the man I will buy it. It makes me think of opposites; black and white, good and evil. Also eggs are a symbol of the universe. I wonder if I got if for this black woman. I think she didn’t believe us about the leak simply because she was in a bad mood with me, so I other words she pretended she didn’t think it was leaking, because this makes our job harder.

Winter Time

I am standing in quite a narrow street. It has snowed, and now it has frozen so it’s very slippery. There is a young man there who is supervising me and some other people who are working. I’m not sure what we’re doing, maybe clearing the snow. I have to go to my bedroom to get something we need for the job. While we are working me and this supervising guy, who I think likes me walk away down a different curving street. I’m not sure where we are going. Although a bit later we are at some sports fields at my old secondary school. They are midway between the lower and the upper schools. There is still snow on the ground.

At one point we go to a café. We are not going out yet. I have to something to complete first. We are doing some kind of work here. The tables look like school tables. And the people all look like students. There is a panel of people there who are watching our progress. A girl gets up, she has finished it, then everybody else starts to leave.

I am walking across a large area of grass, we are still I a town though, I can see some trees lining the road. There is a couple there walking their dog. It is a large grey dog. They are not very nice to it. He is having difficulty running. I think he has some kind of co-ordination difficulty. (I wonder if animals can be on the spectrum?). I go over and kiss him on the nose. His face looks more cat like than dog like. I show him how to run on all fours, and he copies me.

I am working in an office environment. I think I am in IT. There aren’t many people here. This nice guy who likes me is here too. He is checking our work. I hear a Madonna song (Miles Away?) Maybe we are able to listen to music while we work. I think we are going to replace some other people who worked here. There are other people here who are our bosses and are keeping an eye on us. I realise that some of things I am doing I am having to do twice (maybe I don’t get it right the first time).

There is a foreign trip involved somewhere. A place I want to go with this guy. But this is just a plan, a goal. This other guy is quite young and not very tall, we are very similar in age and size. I think I knew him at school.

I think I am in a department store. I am with other people. There are some older people, they have grey hair.

I see a big leafy tree. Someone is standing in front of it. There are other fences around it. These trees and fences look like they are actually framed pictures hanging on a wall. There is a person standing in profile against theses pictures. I don’t like the way he is smiling. He throws something into the tree.

Uncle Rod

I am at university, I am having to sit a test. Uncle Rod comes to visit. We are talking about being together. I know he already has a partner though. But for some reason I’m fairly confident he will leave her after spending the day with me. My dad arrives and we chat with him. We are standing outside in the street when he arrives. I have started dating him (?!). My dad is trying to turn around his Range Rover at the end of a close. But there are too many cars already parked.

My Ex-Employer's New House

I get to a house, it is very rural and big and detached. There is a riding school attached to it. I go inside it’s very busy. Most of the people working there are teenage girls. I see this one girl, her parents are there too, I think this is her first lesson. One of the girls helps her get on a small light brown horse, she is bareback and leads her out into the riding ring. I’m not sure what I have come for.

I walk into a room that looks like a kitchen. I think I am here to meet someone. There are some older women in this room. Jane, comes in. She is very friendly and I’m glad I’ve come. We go upstairs, there are many staircases and rooms in the house. Darrell is in his bedroom, he doesn’t come out. I start talking to some friendly girls.

There are lots of girls up here as well. One girl stops me and asks what I’m doing there, I have a piece of paper, she takes it and goes to find Jane. There is a young man with dark hair sitting in an armchair, he grabs hold of me as I go past, he is hugging and touching me as I go past, I’m trying to get away form him. I find Jane again and ask her where Matthew is. I am leaning against a door in a corridor, the door opens and I see a large room. Matthew is asleep in the corner.

Jane tells me he is very hyperactive, and she doesn’t want to wake him so I close the door. I go downstairs. As I’m walking down one of the staircases I see Hayley (P.‘s sister). She is with a friend. She looks young again. She is very sweet and friendly. She wants me to carry her. I carry her down some of the steps. She thinks it’s very funny. Then her and her friend go back to what they were doing.

In the kitchen some of the girls bring me cards they have made, I’m not sure what the occasion is. J. and D. offer me a lift somewhere, they have a huge people carrier. Jane tells me I can have a couple of sessions with Matthew on Wednesdays and Thursdays if I want. I think I must still be out of work.

Driving to Cambridge

I dream that I am going back to Cambridgeshire. I am driving. I’m trying to park on a residential road. My Nan is in the car with me. She looks pleased and happy. I’m having difficulty parking so I decide to keep driving. It is raining. I don’t think my breaks are working very well. I hit the back of one car (which is stationary by the side of the road). The car is swerving about a lot, I think I’ve forgotten which is the break and which is the accelerator.

Disabled

I was dreaming about the internet, that I have a website and I write a blog on it (all true so far!). I can not go somewhere or do something because I am disabled. I see myself in a wheelchair. It didn’t feel like a proper dream this, I felt as though I’d waken up before the dream had formed properly and these where the thoughts I was having that would have created the dream. (I don’t think they were my thoughts now).