19/3
Semi lucid
dream. A long train journy, was to that
place I keep going way north on the west coast. I knew I was heading to the
same place again.
This time it's a packed train, huge like 2 trains running the same speed with
tunnles between.
One is people mostly sitting and full, the other is more of a sleeper train
with bunk cars, less busy. I had lots of
friends going too.
I had my birthday on the train too, we passed threw all kinds of weathers and landscapes. One place had been an ancient tropical forest of tree ferns.
Go back into the same dream, we'd arrived and are staying at a huge Victorian hotel. I meet a guy who was blond, Russian or Cheche. Dad was there too, he'd had a stroke or similar and was being treated and resting.
I watched some ducking's hatch, I was also being offered a job on the train as a hostess or cleaner.
Next I'm at Sheila
and Eric's house, we are all packing up to go on a very long car journy this
time to the South. Kevs wife was there
heavily pregnant, My Dad & Zak.
I was cleaning up, packing food for the journy and chucking anything that would
spoil before we got back. Loads and
loads of sandwiches and cakes, it was like they'd been delivered premade from a
catering company.
The car journy was
long, I was squashed in the back with 3 more.
I arrive to meet Em who lives in an impossibly tall spire, she takes me to her
apartment in a lift but took me up to the viewing platform above.
The building is like glass and we are looking out onto a bright night with
thousands of stars.
Last part of the journy is by boat, this time way off the south west coast down
to the Isles of Scilly.
I knew I'd stayed there before and we were staying in the 2 buildings I'd been in previously.
Marcus was with me, and a load of football fans. Em too. It was midwinter and we had no fresh produce. Were making do with dried supplies for food.
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