Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 11/15/2016
By amandalyle
I was watching a film unfold which, suddenly, felt very 'very' real - like I was in the actual film itself (maybe I was?) Warren fox (from Hollyoaks) played the starring role - a bad guy, obvs! The film got a bit crazy in the end and he ended up having his legs chopped off and then he was thrown into a river. "Will he drown if he has no legs?" I asked Lesley (my mother-in-law) She replied; "He might do!" It'll serve him right if he does!" The police were looking for him in the swampy river - on a wooden raft - but he dived deep down under the water and escaped, leaving the policemen confused as to where he had disappeared. Next scene; I was trying to find a parking space for a festival in which I arrived - in the end I just parked in a heavy vehicle bay. I then clambered up some metal stairs to find it was a dead end - just a 50ft drop. So I had to go down again, on a fireman-styled pole. On my way back, I saw that the make-shift carpark was almost empty. "Bloody typical!" I thought. I clocked my friend's sitting around in a circle smoking rollups. I started smoking too, but kept getting gaping holes in my cigarette and flicking ash over everyone and burning my hand. "What are you doing, Amanda?" Liz asked. "I don't know" I replied sadly. Next scene; Back at home, in the garden, there were loads of balloons and teddies in a trail. The garden itself was an amalgamation of all my past gardens. There was music playing (some kind of conga!) and I kept popping and kicking the balloons around me - but not out of anger, more of an excitement. It felt like some sort of carnival on a mini scale. Just Mat and I doing the conga - shuffling along a pathway of balloons and teddies. But It had been raining and the teddy bears were drenched - Mat and I were going around picking them up and scooping up Lego into a box for our son Maxi. At the very back of the garden, there was some building work going on - like a mini town being built without my permission. It looked like a shanty town in some 3rd world country. "Did a Mat build this for the refugees?" I pondered.