dream #2, Sat 28/11/09
Real life background: my partner woke me up and left my house to do a few errands. I fell asleep while he was gone and my dream was a continuation of what I would have been doing plus the added surrealism of dreams.
I looked at my stereo clock and instead of it not being set, it was keeping tabs on when my partner was going to return, like a reverse timer.I woke up and went into the kitchen of the house I now live in. I opened the fridge and in it was a can of wakame soy beans. I was thrilled. I took the can out and it was some weird gourmet sort of thing - there were indentations on the can to tell me who the can had been prepared by - a Christopher. The can had a ring pull. I opened it and to my disappointment, the can was not full of lush edamame-type soy beans in their glistening pods, but dried lentils, yellow and green. I looked for a container to put them into.
As I was wrestling with my gourmet beans, my partner was fixing my father's computer and I was thrilled with him. We might have high-fived because fixing my father's computer is semi-naughty given my father doesn't want to admit there is an awful lot of shit on his computer (in real life). I then told him I would try reading 75 books next year, if 50 books this year wasn't too much of a challenge.
I exited the patio door. Outside were people, flashing massive post-it notes - messages to people. I had one from my friend Katie. It was a really sweet message. I shouted to the crowd that I was the person the message was intended for, but no one seemed impressed. I headed back in, and me, my partner and my mother sat down on the sunroom couch to watch an episode of Felicity where two couples on the plane are seated next to each others' partners. A child dies on the plane and has to cremated, no funeral. His grandparents and parents are devastated.
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