Wind Up

23rd, 

Inka and Ddad met me, and pinned me down till I relaxed enough to sleep.

 

First dream I was at a gateway with Jo & Jon, we were sharing tomato and veg soup in plastic cups and waiting for a lift home.

The other dream was long.
A city, it was an expensive area.  I'd been sharing a small flat rental with some other females and was moving into a larger property.

It was currently occupied by 2 guys, and I'd be sharing a room with one.  
The room was small and I had a little shelf bottom bunk, so the rent I was paying would be similar.
The apartment was amazing though. 

The lower floor was an open plan living and kitchen space..... But it was surreal too, with stools that looked like grazing sheep and goats. 
Upstairs, was the most amazing huge shared bath.   It was rectangular and tiled with pattern tiles, a shelf divided a while pool section and huge stacks of coloured hand made soaps were piled onto it.   The celling in the room was high wooden rafters with lots of small twinkling warm lights. 
There was a large wicker tray full of snacks.   They were names I'd herd of but the branding style and the shapes of the products were different.  

The guy I was bunking with seemed nice, though the bed was small and more like an old shelf, there was a strange vent in the wall beside it, that was like one of them old lift shafts they had in large houses for moving items up and down.

 

I'd gone back to my old flat to pick up a bag of stuff, I was amazed that the bathroom was the same size as the whole of our old apartment and pleased I could get it for the same rent.

The guy came to collect me, he wanted to show me some of the local shops.
The busy streets were lined with trees in leaf.   We passed colourful ice-cream shops with lots of colourful flavours. 

And he took me into an antique shop.   A pretty blond female was trying on a pink dress, I'd found a sort of matching jacket and handed it to her, she put it on too with the intention of getting both.

The guy lead me to another room at the back, and showed me some strange brass device like a toy cannon that worked.   I was looking threw some old iron keys, with the intention of getting one.

He'd asked if I had the cash.  I did, the currency I had was modern £10 notes.

The key was only a couple of quid and an unusual shape.

The bow was a diamond shape and the shaft had 4 sides rather than round.   There was no bit at the bottom.    I wondered what it was for.    It seemed like it might wind something up.
As I was paying the guy left with some other females after checking I knew my way back.

 

Oh yeh, it was an old Iron winding key.