Freakin' messed up dreams!

Well, my head has been busy tonight. Not one messed up dream, but two! And what's weirder is that I can actually remember them, pretty much frame by frame.

So, dream one.
Me and my fella A are in a very exclusive sort of community, something like 90210 or some equally distressing place. So, surrounded by ridiculously beautiful people and hating every second, it gets worse. We end up in a church, not exactly A's favourite place. But it doesn't look anything like a church, there's no aisle or pews, its just a huge open space with a stage at one end. So, it looked like a gig really. There was a band playing with four singers which were all sexy women wearing extremely provocative dresses. Of course me and A are somewhat shocked and confused and a bit what the f**k.
They start singing and there's a blonde wearing a long, burgundy dress with a huge slit up the side, all the way to her thigh. I can't remember the other two girls to the right of her but then the girl on her left, I was like, "A. Oh my God, I went to school with her. I haven't seen her in about 12years. God, she's aged. She doesn't look that good anymore. Ha ha."
Then the girl who I'd gone to school with started singing, but weirdly her voice was muted and only her actions became important. She was gyrating (bearing in mind we're in a church) in this dress that was cut in such a way that when she stretched in a particular way......you could almost see vadge. Eek! Then randomly, someone from the crowd turned round, exasperated and it was my friend C who actually went to school with the both of us as well. And she was like, "Oh my God, you can see her Vadge." Then we pretty much gawked away for a few more seconds, judging with every look and wondering what the hell type of church we'd strolled into, before I woke up. It was 05.22 and of course I was busting for the loo. I swear that's why my dreams are often completely messed up, because they're ruled by my bladder. Ha ha.

Anyway, Dream two.
Again, it was me and A, which is sort of unusual, because I normally dream about me by myself or with random strangers. We were on holiday and just walking around soaking in the atmosphere. We strolled along this veranda and there were people eating and drinking at tables, generally chilling out and enjoying the balmy day. The veranda was closed off and when we exited it was dusk. In the distance I could see an island, which was illuminated by some sort of light source (yet we had little to no light). It was pretty eery and the island was surrounded by a few wisps of visible cirrus clouds. The way the island jutted up out of the water created the look of a ramp and I could just make out a building perched on top. I had my trusty camera Leonard with me (yes I named my camera! freak!) and as I went to take a photograph, all of a sudden the island disappeared from view. 'A' took the camera from me and then when I next glanced up it was glorious sunshine and I had to shield my eyes. People were running, from all directions, running to higher ground and as I looked over the water, I couldn't believe my eyes. Twenty metres below me, a road was emerging from the water, a road that linked to the mysterious island and people were walking out of the water, as though they had been underneath while the tide was in.

But there are tides and there are tides. Dear lord, this must have fallen 50 metres or so, revealing a whole other part of the community. It was extremely disturbing (I have a phobia of deep water) and we managed to get to higher ground. But as we did, people were running from the other direction and water was falling them, water was actually chasing them up hill. As it reached the brow of the hill, it slid back down and everyone congregated at the top. Once the initial threat was over, people resumed their day, as if that was completely normal. Then of course, that was the end of my Saturday sleep in and was about 07.00. Awesome!

That second dream was so vivid and the creepy island in the distance with the odd source of light and the clouds, I can still see the image now. I'm thinking.....................New book idea? Ha ha. Not another one!

Ah well, enough of my messed up subconscious. I want to say Re: My last blog, Skanky Zebras. That basically I hope it didn't come across as though I was condemning all cyclists and motor vehicle drivers and saying that all pedestrians were saints. As that is obviously not the case and most pedestrians have a death wish, and don't look when the cross the road and all that jazz. So what I propose is that all pedestrians have to re-do the Green Cross Code (taught originally in primary schools) and that all cylcists should re-do their cycling proficiency and that all vehicle drivers should re-do their theory test every so often. So that way, it's all fair.

Have a great Saturday! Breakfast time now!
Helen
xx