In this dream Johanna and I are a bit older, perhaps about 40. We are at a party where there are about 20 people and I don't recognise any of them except her, so naturally we start talking. She is wearing a pink striped shirt, much like the one I have hanging in my wardrobe right now, black pants and red heels. We are talking pretty excitedly about how I recently got married, and she berates me for never having introduced him to her.
"So here he is!" I turn around in the dream and see this short obese man, basically a conical Christmas tree shape with arms sticking out of a circumferential ring of fat. And I feel slightly nauseous.
"This is Tim Flannagan." I say to Johanna and feel shocked at myself in the dream. Me and some fat Irish man? What in the world?
They exchange some pleasantries and Tim waddles away.
"So what do you do with yourself these days?" Johanna asks me.
"Well, nothing really. Tim is really rich so I'm just a housewife." I reply and feel horrified at myself.
"Let's go to the LV shop then!" She suggests.
So we go to the Louis Vuitton shop in the city and Johanna says she is looking for a red bag to match her mother's red shoes. As she is browsing the bags, I see the world's most hideous necklace. It is made out of several circles of stone, a fungal shade of black-green. I pick it up and can see some bile coloured swirl inside the stone.
As I am staring at the yellow swirls, my alarm goes off.
Monday, 21 November 2011
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Dream: a vomiting man and a water canal ride
In this dream, I am called to go to CCU to see a new patient. When I get there, there are hardly any nurses around and I walk all around looking for the patient. I find him in bed 1. A skinny old man, he is absolutely soaked in brown stuff that looks either like vomit or diarrhoea. More is coming out of his mouth in spurts and the gown and bedsheets are just totally covered in brown goop.
I turn away feeling nauseous, and find myself in a different scene. I am in Xiamen where I am meeting Marek and his friend Peter, who is a thin tall man with brown hair and brown eyes (no recognisable features to link him to anyone I know). They tell me that flights to Beijing are super cheap, only Y100 today. So we go to the airport and get on the next plane to Beijing.
On the flight I try to text star to tell him we are coming to Beijing but I find I have erased his phone number. I manage to find some pxt he sent me and send it to that number but the mobile doesn't tell me whether the message was sent properly. We take a taxi to star's place, which has warped back into his old place. Peter says he is exhausted and goes off to take a nap. So Marek and I are sitting outside in the living room when I suddenly realised that star is going to be absolutely furious if he came home and found that I'd let myself in and brought these strangers! So I tell Marek that we have to leave and go stay somewhere else, but he seems really non-chalant about it all.
Then the scene chops to a water canal town which looks like the region south of Shanghai. We are taking a small boat through the canal. The paddling is a little difficult at first because we keep striking things in the water, but we can't really see what the things are because the water is quite dark and murky. Then the canal broadens and we can see beautiful old whitewashed houses with grey slanting roofs on both sides of the canal. People are milling about doing their own thing. It seemed like the whole scene was in black and white with not much colour.
At some point we decide to go back and as we turn the boat around, gentle waves start to come down the canal. Our boat rocks a little, then the waves get bigger and water is splashing in. Marek says just keep calm and push on, so we paddle and paddle until we get back to the landing where we started. The stairs down to the water are completely flooded and we have to get out of the boat and swim to the top. We struggle to swim against the tide and whilst I can see the top of the stairs I can't quite make it there. Then I look up and there is a row of children standing on a balcony watching us.
Then the alarm clock goes off and I have to go to work.
I turn away feeling nauseous, and find myself in a different scene. I am in Xiamen where I am meeting Marek and his friend Peter, who is a thin tall man with brown hair and brown eyes (no recognisable features to link him to anyone I know). They tell me that flights to Beijing are super cheap, only Y100 today. So we go to the airport and get on the next plane to Beijing.
On the flight I try to text star to tell him we are coming to Beijing but I find I have erased his phone number. I manage to find some pxt he sent me and send it to that number but the mobile doesn't tell me whether the message was sent properly. We take a taxi to star's place, which has warped back into his old place. Peter says he is exhausted and goes off to take a nap. So Marek and I are sitting outside in the living room when I suddenly realised that star is going to be absolutely furious if he came home and found that I'd let myself in and brought these strangers! So I tell Marek that we have to leave and go stay somewhere else, but he seems really non-chalant about it all.
Then the scene chops to a water canal town which looks like the region south of Shanghai. We are taking a small boat through the canal. The paddling is a little difficult at first because we keep striking things in the water, but we can't really see what the things are because the water is quite dark and murky. Then the canal broadens and we can see beautiful old whitewashed houses with grey slanting roofs on both sides of the canal. People are milling about doing their own thing. It seemed like the whole scene was in black and white with not much colour.
At some point we decide to go back and as we turn the boat around, gentle waves start to come down the canal. Our boat rocks a little, then the waves get bigger and water is splashing in. Marek says just keep calm and push on, so we paddle and paddle until we get back to the landing where we started. The stairs down to the water are completely flooded and we have to get out of the boat and swim to the top. We struggle to swim against the tide and whilst I can see the top of the stairs I can't quite make it there. Then I look up and there is a row of children standing on a balcony watching us.
Then the alarm clock goes off and I have to go to work.
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