A bit of a repeat of a recent dream.
I am driving the relo. It is clearly in need of repair. Strangely it us booked into the same place on a slight hill that it was in the previous dream. The location is on a semi industrial, but rural road that . . . → Read More: Dream
I wander through various people lives in this city that is in a browny cream and white monochrome. Lots of hard concrete surfaces.
Whilst in this city, I am in this large chemist warehouse. Various people are taking things away for delivery. They seem to think that I should do the same. But I . . . → Read More: Dream
A man says watch this. He reaches down and opens an oven door. As the door opens air rushes in and there is a flash of an explosion. The inside of the oven is covered in a greasy soot. The man reaches in and pulls out a burned cheesecake.
This is a new dream.
I am driving the relo along a freeway at night. I have semi trailers around me. Slowly the number of them increases. Eventually I am boxed in by them. We are all travelling at freeway speeds.
I am now in a forest beside the freeway. To . . . → Read More: Bounding Brown Animals
I am in a concrete room with a wooden counter. There are people taking papers up to the counter. A woman in a dark blue uniform sits behind the counter.
I am told to take a paper up to the counter. I hand it over. Nothing untoward happens. I am surprised. . . . → Read More: Visa Dream
I am in a white room. An older Malayasian man sits there. He looks a bit pained. He smiles in his pains way and intimates that he is being nice and helpful. When I sart talking of the troubles in the 1960’s he quickly goes away.
Suddenly I am in a building full of . . . → Read More: Dream Tuesday – being nice
The aeroplane part of this is new. The building has been in other dreams, as has the street scape.
I board an aeroplane. I am sitting in the front row on a plush white seat. The cabin is rather rectangular. More like a stage prop of the front of an aircraft . . . → Read More: Dream Tuesday – aeroplane dream
A one off dream.
I am in a white space. A policeman in a old style bobby suit stands at maybe 20 paces. He lifts his right hand holding a pistol and fires a single shot into the air.
Next he fires a shot straight at me. It . . . → Read More: Dream Tuesdays – shots
I am in a whitish grey space, an unnoticed observer.
A woman has a newly born child. There are many people like her around, quite excited. They chatter their excitement for some time.
The child comes into view. It is a totally stone grey, wrinkly, hairless,skinned, humanoid.