Free Falling & School.

Night before last  a wired game of crazy golf with 3 miss worlds who were men in drag and the Crankies (wired wife/hubby comedy thing from the 80's the wife played his son)    -  After the game I'm flying along a river in a run down city area.  It's an industrial area but disused  lots of empty warehouses.

3 dreams last night

First me and Emma are in Berwick it's cycling night/day very quickly and at night the sky is filled with thousands of stars many of which are falling .
We are walking round the town going into bus offices trying to get timetables and tickets we needed to get to a place beginning with S  (I forget where now)   We were also caring for a young male with learning issues, he was physically very big but mentally like a young child lots of people found him intimidating because of his size.

Next is a big school or Uni -  I'm in a class of people aged 27 and the new intake were all 22.
The school is floating and is a series of platforms  around a main hall area is a rectangular walk way high high up.    We are jumping of it into the centre where the air is 'cloudy' looking.  The air is different density's meaning you can free fall...   Fast at first then slowing down threw the denser  air and then speeding up again to land.    It's fun the new 22 people are playing a sports type of game on the platform below were we land - I see 2 females that are upset with each other crying and one of the elders is mediating.

On the stairs on the way up there is food layed out for a birthday party we need to step over it and round people....

Dream hops and I'm in a strange landscape with hovering stone cubes some of them have entrances into them.  I'm climbing down one to get into another.   Where I need to put my hand there is a thick bramble/thorny runner but it's the only place to hold so I grip anyway feeling the thorns pressing into my fingers.   I pass it and my hand is bleeding red,warm fresh blood.

Last dream was wired --  It was in an underground religious meeting place and there was a ritual that was like a funeral and christening rolled into one.   I'd been invited by the mother of the baby for who the service was.   I was ethereal made of black smoke and all the children and babys were made of the same patchwork.