Dodgy dancing, wig-shopping and a plummeting plane

Date: 12/30/2016

I was at a nightclub with a large stage at the front. I was wearing some tight jeans and had the sudden urge to show off my moves. But as soon as I took the stage my body seemed like it was possessed and I was dancing like a crazy person. There were a bunch of guys sitting in the corner, cheering me on. One of them, in particular, caught my eye. But later that night, I changed into a dress and headed back on the stage. My dance moves were restricted this time and the group of lads were calling out "Booooo! You're boring!" Feeling self-conscious, I gave up and headed to the bar where I was served by a blonde Kylie Jenner who was wonderfully down to earth and unassuming. Next scene; I had just found out that my friend had cancer and I had agreed to go wig shopping with her - I tried to stay enthusiastic about it all and got excited about the different variety of wigs she could buy. She then ended up in the 'race for life' using a simmer-frame and started panting uncontrollably. I then took her place in the race and was unable to breath also... "just four my steps!" Everyone called, but I was done. I flopped down to the ground and Mat rushed over, picked me up and told me that everything would be okay. Next scene: It was Kylie's birthday party that afternoon and I was debating whether to have it at my house or over at hers. In the end, we decided to have it at her house but then I noticed the massive birthday cake Terri had dropped off at my house, that I would need to walk over with (along with a few bottles of Prosecco) when I looked at the size of the cake, I was astonished to find the amount of detail that went into it. It was a 'barbie world' cake - with a park, a mini bar, stables ... the lot. But as I lifted it, I ended up knocking a whole wall down and trying to put it back on without anyone noticing. At Kylie's house, we played a weird magic game, in which Alex was in a pair of white y-fronts, trying to give me orders as I tried to pretend that he wasn't in his underwear and that this was completely normal. I was collecting my son from nursery and I could see one of the other mums was trying to push in front of me. I didn't like it and stepped even further forward the front of the row. In the background, I could see a dad from school (the hot one!) and he kept looking at me, whilst I blushed and diverted my gaze. I then saw my son Alex with the teacher, coming out of the classroom. "Come on, Alex!" I called. (LUCID DREAM) We were then on a plane together and I felt like this was a dream. At this point, I became lucid and, in my mind, imagined the plane tilting downwards as if to plunge all the way to the ground. I felt my body slide down the aisle at full speed, but I wasn't afraid. I could even feel the force of the wind pinning my cheeks back. I just took everything in, each passenger I passed, the calmness even in a pretty frightening situation, and I enjoyed the ride! It felt like I was zooming down a large slide. And then the plane took control again and landed safely... on what looked like the M5. (Bizarrely!)