Last night I was walking with an old lady with no shoes on. Me not the old lady. We were trying to fix a broken cassette tape, brown, thin tape everywhere. Both of us madly trying to spool it back in. Then into some large building that was flooding quickly as I tried in vain to boil something in a pan, before finishing off in a zoo with all the animals running loose, lions and penguins everywhere. The odd chimpanzee swinging on by and people running and shouting as mayhem ensued. I was glad to wake up and have a rest to be honest.
Dreams are the strangest things aren’t they. Some stay with you, others dissolve as soon as you wake up. I wonder what the old noggin does when I’m kipping. It doesn’t have a rest I can tell you that. Is it me or are we all the same?
So I wonder what I’ll be doing tonight? Flying around the clouds in baggy underpants? The wind wafting my nether regions? I wish I could dream about just being asleep…..