Car Cliff Crash | Apartment For Books

Date: 4/19/2016

It started with me driving my car very fast through a downhill winding road in the late afternoon. It looked like the road to Wollongong. I went way too fast around one corner and flew off the side of a cliff. I remember falling for ages thinking how this will be the last moments of my life. For some reason I took my seatbelt off and then realised that was a bad idea considering that could be the difference between living or dying (even though that chance was minuscule). I just sat there bracing for impact but it never came. I woke up in another dream with family. It seemed we were all on holidays (looked like nelsons bay) there was a group of them sitting around a table at a restaurant next to a main road. I greeted everyone, some were strangers some were family. Alex was telling me about an engine he has that goes in his car and his jet ski. He later showed me. I remember looking out onto the footpath that stretched out to the many beaches along the coast as I sat on the grass at some park where I was filming a sequence of devices that played certain songs. I had 2 videos for each song and I stored them on my phone. Later that day I returned to the old apartment building where we were staying, red bricks with bland concrete. Outside there was a dirt patch on the front lawn with several chocolate Easter eggs clumped together. I grabbed them on the way in. Apparently the owner had moved us around and we had to change rooms. I saw nonna at the ground floor as I walked up the stairs. She threw her arms up as I told her the moving news. It seemed to be just me nonna and the little cousins moving in. They went to grab their stuff and I went to check out the place, and shotgun the best room of course. I remember I long hallway with rooms on the right side only. The walls were cream and the doors brown. It had a beachy feel to each room with the furniture and style. The strange thing was each room got smaller and reality became distorted. As I opened each door it felt like I was opening an app on my phone that stated this is how many books fit in here. So for example the last room was only for small 'original' publications. Whatever that means.