Thursday, 25th September 2008

20th Sept 08

I had this dream the night of Alex Michael’s party so that’s to blame for the first sentence of this dream:

I dreamt that Sabrina was picked up by the police for being a drug addict. Then I was in Austria and this random Austrian guy was teaching me to ride a bike and I said to him “nicht versteht” even though I did and then I was riding through my kitchen at home on my bike and my aunt Catty was on the stairs and I was yelling “I can ride! I can ride!” I got off the bike in the front room and sat down on the floor with Bea, who curled up against me and tried to fall asleep, but according to my sister’s Schedule, she was meant to be awake for another 40 minutes.

Then it was back to Sabrina’s arrest, and Ricky and I were in a shopping mall (and it was a shopping mall, not a shopping centre) looking for her. I don’t know why we were looking for her there, but we got on an escalator which had to be manually operated by an old guy wearing a maroon suit – he wrenched down a massive lever to make the escalator move, and the lever slowly worked its way back up, so the escalator stopped and we had to wait for him to wrench the lever down again. I was on my bike again, by the way.

Then I was a police officer and we were called out to an old man’s house because he had witnessed a disturbance in the neighbourhood, but while we were there, his car was stolen from his garage, so I went chasing after the stolen car on my bike, and we were either in Europe or America because everything was on the wrong side of the road, and you must bear in mind I had only just learn to ride a bike AT ALL, so I was like, “AAAH IT’S ALL ON THE WRONG SIDE HELP!!!” And that is when I woke up. miaow! x