December 2011
1 post
The Theatre
I’m on a tall theatre stage looking out at a packed audience of girls. They’re waiting for the performance and there are theatre crews setting up the stage. I realise this is a ridiculous situation for me to be in, so I must be dreaming. I can pause the scene, in whole or in part so half the room freezes while the other continues chatting amongst themselves.
I float upwards slowly, to...
May 2011
1 post
A Lucid Dream
I’m walking along a street in a small town. The floor is made of red bricks, and they are so bright and vibrantly red. I keep asking myself if I am dreaming. I know I am, but I keep asking myself to remind myself. Strange things are happening with time - a marching band is frozen still at the end of the street, but other things and myself are still moving.
Everything goes gray and out of...