PAUSE! The crowd obeys, as though someone has pressed the pause button on a remote. I step forwards and ask the void, What should I do with my life? A waitress walks down the steps. I dont want to be a waitress, I think and summon The God of Dreams. He appears, this time with a black beard. Hes clearly in a hurry as he is agitated with the interruption. Quickly. I have to be somewhere. Wait, I whisper. I want to know what Im meant to do in life. He stares pensively through the window. Were at the top of some futuristic-style glass building. I add, Or at least, if Ill be happy. He mutters something incoherent, about good and bad times. At another point in the dream, Im running through a huge mansion, with posh carpets, and exquisite pots, old-fashioned picture frames. I say to Mum, Look at this place. Anything can happen. Anything you want. Add to that, pasta and cheese, a kiss from Daniel Radcliffe, flying over New York, and it all makes for a wicked lucid adventure. Latest dream :)
Posted on: Sat, 01 Mar 2014 13:35:52 +0000
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