In Dreams

That image (the moose in the middle of a desert with a tornado in the background) framed in a  house door –something like The Searchers ending scene– is quite a powerful cinematic image.

My memory starts somewhere, I don't know where or why. They played The cure's concert tape in Rome Nov. 1987 there every night and they advertised it with flyers. When they found out I had a remastered copy of it I was a honored guest.

Elsewhere I ran in to a neurologist woman and she was interested in me. I manage to lose her however when she went to a bathroom. We would've had an interesting conversation. This always happens in my dreams, interesting people disappear and I don't find them anymore. I went for a beer and I accidentally dropped a dvd from the table that was property of huge sized man. He got angry and demanded compensation. I offred 20 euros and some fellow called "the artist" came in between and demanded I give the money to him instead. I offered to buy him a beer. This is where my memory drops again, but I avoided trouble.

A swedish girl with so bad accent I couldn't find out what she said spoke english to me and was interested in me. I sat on her lap. I tried to write both my email address and telephone number on paper for her to contact but my writing was indecipherable. This also happens in my dreams, when I try to write something down nothing clear appears.

There was supposed to be a Suicide concert in local sport centre and I headed there, I guess Alan Vega was still alive in my dream. In the sports centre I was too early and almost no one was there. The placed changed into a beach and all the people were naked there. It turned out to be a sex party and there were people from all sexual orientations. I quickly leaved, it was not my kind of thing. There were other not so interesting bits I remember. I felt refreshed and happy after dreaming.

Slept terribly last night because Mr was snoring disgustingly all night. Went back to bed after getting up to feed child and had a wonderfully strange dream.

We'd been on a flight that was diverted and had to land in Bali. We got a hotel room at a resort for the night. Husband went somewhere so it was just me and kid in said hotel room. Kid wanted to play video games and stay in and I wanted to go out and explore the beach. It was cold but people were in the clear water up to their thighs, dressed in hoodies and coats from the waist up. There was a mix of water sports, golf, and snow sports going on at the same time. It started getting dark and I headed back to the room.

When I got there, my kid didn't seem to notice there was a wallaby joey in the room. I think it was big enough to be almost an adult. I got on the phone to reception and explained the situation. At first they thought I might have let it in because they couldn't figure out how it got there. I eventually managed to zip it into a suitcase and get it out into the hallway. Then, a Japanese tourist came up and started trying to open the suitcase when she saw it moving. I frantically explained that the animal inside could eviscerate someone if it got out. Then I woke up.

Fell asleep with my glasses on!My dreams were so much more vivid