Wednesday, June 11, 2008

DREAMLAND

I WOKE UP AND REMEMBERED A VERY VIVID DREAM LAST NIGHT , I WAS AT THIS FANTASTIC SECOND HAND SHOP, SORT OF INDOORS AND OUTDOORS, IT WAS A REAL TREASURE LAIDENED PLACE.
CRAIG VANCE A FRIEND THAT I HAVE NOT SEEN FOR A LONG TIME WAS RUNNING IT. A LOAD OF FABULOUS STUFF CAME IN AND I WAS FRANTICALLY ASKING CRAIG TO HELP ME GRAB THIS AND THAT, ESPECIALLY THE WONDERFULL HATS.
ALL OF A SUDDEN PEOPLE WERE EVERYWHERE AND I WAS WISHING I WAS THERE ALONE AS I WAS IN THE BEGINNING WITH LESS COMPETITION. I FUSSED FRANTICALLY THROUGH ALL THESE HATS I FOUND, FABULOUS ONES ALL COVERED IN FEATHERS AND BOWS AND WANTED TO HAVE CRAIG PUT THEM ASIDE FOR ME UNTIL I WAS READY BUT THIS NEVER HAPPENED. I WAS THERE ON A WORK DAY AND WAS AWARE THAT IT WAS GETTING CLOSE TO BEING LATE TO OPEN THE SHOP AT 9AM, BUT IN THE DREAM IT WAS ALREADY 10AM. ( MAYBE IT WAS A SUNDAY, WE OPEN ON THAT DAY AT 10.)
ANYWAY I WALKED UP TO THE STAIRS LEADING TO THE NEXT LEVEL OF THE SHOP AND CRAIG WAS SHOWING ME THESE RETRO TURNTABLES AND STEREO RECORD PLAYERS THAT WERE FURNISHING WORKS OF ART. AS I LOOKED AROUND MY EYE CAUGHT A BIG BEAUTIFULL BLACK PICTURE HAT WITH A GORGEOUSLY BIG RIM. I PICKED IT UP AND LOVED THE WAY IT LOOKED BUT IT DID NOT COME WITH ME.
AFTER CRAIG HAD FINNISHED SHOWING ME THE RECORD PLAYERS ( HE WAS ESPECIALLY EXCITED ABOUT ONE THAT HAD THIS REMOTE THAT HE PROFESSED DID EVERYTHING, HE WAS POSITIVELY THRILLED WITH IT) I THEN MOVED OUT TO THE BACK YARD AND ASKED FOR THE TIME, IT WAS NEARLY 11 AM AND WITH THAT KNOWLEDGE I STARTED TO PANIC. ALL OF A SUDDEN I REALISED MY SHOES WERE MISSING OFF MY FEET, LOST IN THE KAOS OF THE THRIFT SHOP .
WHILE STANDING IN THE BACK YARD OF THIS THRIFT SHOP SUDDENLY A PLANE FLEW OVER COMPLETELY ON FIRE AND CRASHED IN THE NEXT YARD AND WAS SOMEHOW SLIDING BACK TOWARDS ME, IT WAS TERRIFYING. I DECIDED TO TURN AND RUN. WHEN I TURNED AROUND AND BEGAN MY ESCAPE I SAW THAT I WAS RUNNING INTO THE PATH OF A VERY ANGRY YOUNG BULL WHO SAW ME RUNNING AND STARTED TO CHARGE AT ME. HIS FIRST ATTEMPT MISSED AND AS THE YOUNG BULL WENT FOR A SECOND GO I WOKE UP.
(c) Robyn Whittaker 2007.

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