Dreaming I am driving along a seafront. The sea on my left is really high and has come in all over the road. I drive through the water; it splashes right over an old lady and a man on my right. I see her wiping water away from her mouth. I realise I was driving through too fast, and I slow down. Although I feel a bit bad for soaking them, I’m also laughing at what I’ve done. I have £30 to my name, and it is the day of two…
Tag: Devon Street
Boiling
Dreaming I am in what looks like a school hall; it is a big room with windows all along one side and a brown-framed door on the right-hand side (of the windows). I am going to have my photograph taken. Linda is the photographer. It is daytime. Linda has gone to a wardrobe on the left, the brown wardrobe that I used to have in Devon Street, and is holding up a turquoise cardigan she says I should wear for one of the photographs. I…