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Dreaming I am at the house of a woman; I may be moving to her house. She appears to be well dressed, well spoken, not posh but has an air about her. Her house has the feeling of a lot of white and gold, although I don’t actually ‘see’ the colours. While talking to her, I realise that I am parked in the car park and haven’t bought a ticket. I go outside, and a man tells me not to bother as it’s almost the time when…

Underneath

Dreaming I am in the sea with Annie on my left. To our right is a male voice, but no visible male. Directly in front of us, crossing our path, is a train on the water. The voice tells us to go under the train, and we’ll come out fine on the other side. We are underneath when I realise we are under really big black rubber tyres and that it will take too long to go under. I know Annie won’t understand to take a big breath, and she will drown….