Dreams

Hush Sounds - Will Montgomery Images - Lynne Pettinger Texts - Anonymous

I had a meeting with my manager and another colleague in one of the universities meeting rooms. I knew the room number but when I was in the right area of the university I could not find the room. I was able to follow the sequential room numbers but still could not find the actual room. I was, however, able to find the rooms that should have been either side of the room I was looking for. I then spent quite a while searching the rest of the university for this room.

On my way back to my room I bumped into the Vice Chancellor in the lobby. He explained he needed someone to waltz with and asked me. We waltzed round the lobby but he was disappointed that I only knew how to social waltz and did not have a large range of steps. After bumping into him and stepping on him several times, we parted and I tried to make my way back to the room but I realised I had forgotten where this was.

I am part of the ‘enchanted wood’ with a setting of Wivenhoe Park. I find the magic faraway tree, with all the characters from the Enid Blyton book, with a few familiar work colleagues too. It’s all quite happy and jolly, we’re working as normal but in a rather magical way... The office is in the tree rather than inside a building.

The manager took us on a tour round the house where we’d work and sleep for the night. Upon passing one room the lady in charge said that there was still a dead lady in the room. I peered around the door and all I could see was the feet and ankles of a lady laying in bed in a clear plastic body bag which had arms and legs. The feet looked quite green like they were starting to decompose. We went to leave the house but the manager remembered the body was there and said we had to hide it so the others carried the body down stairs and tucked it into a cubbyhole above a grand fire place and we left.

Then a fish did end up swimming in my mouth at that moment! The discussion finished and my mate and I started smoking up in lecture, but the spliff was made from a hot dog, so we were smoking a hot dog. It's important to note that we are both muslims so don’t eat hot dogs! The next stage of the dream I was out of lecture and we were smoking in the car park, there was like four of us. I went to pay for parking and by the time I got back they'd skinned up and smoked all of my weed. I just remember feeling really angry in my dream, which I never really feel! Also I never really smoke weed so it's crazy that the dream obsessed over it!

We are standing on top of cliff with a very steep drop. We fall off and I can’t seem to fly anymore. We plunge into a deep gorge of black water, it’s freezing cold and I can't take off because there s nowhere to launch from. I start to concentrate hard, in order to levitate myself high enough to take off... The girl is gone, I can't find her. I manage to take off and as I fly away I realize that I have lost my watch.

I was in a sort of attic space with lots of wooden beams talking to a man (I don’t know who he was in real life but think I knew him in my dream) who had really clear colourless eyes. Every time I looked back to him he had shrunk, until there was only a small towel left on the floor. When I opened the towel there was a load of what looked like cases from butter beans laid out in sort of the shape of a skeleton.

Hush Sounds - Will Montgomery Images - Lynne Pettinger Texts - Anonymous

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