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.
No comments:
Post a Comment