I had a couple of dreams this night, the first I do not remember to full detail.
I was with Simon at some fair thing on a harbor, I remember being really mad at something. Some kids came up to us and started laughing at us. I beat one up (I don’t remember very well what happened).
This dream was strange.
I was on a train with Sophie going towards the city. I remember we stopped off at a stop we had never seen before. We got off and had a look around, there was an op shop. We went over to it and looked out the front. There were some nice paintings of Melbourne and Australia. We saw one that we really liked; it had a big straw hut in the middle of water at a beach. We looked around and saw the beach across the road from us; we were now at the place in the picture. I remember that I wasn’t worried about where I was I was just admiring the view. There was a big bridge that went over the sea to an Island, I thought that maybe we were at Philip Island, but I knew we weren’t because I had been there before and it was different. Further down the sea still close to land was a little village, I thought that maybe we were in another country.
I now was worrying about where we were and how we were going to get back. I looked around and saw that to the right of us in the distance was the Rialto building that is in Melbourne centre. This made me feel a little bit better. I told Sophie that we better start walking before it got dark. We walked through many streets until we finally got to the city centre. I remember seeing a lot of people from school in the city. I saw Mr. Furlong (old house coordinator) He said that I looked like a poser, I looked at him and said something like ‘I’m the poser, you and your Def Lepard more like it, faggot.’ I felt a little bit bad for him, he put his head down.
The scene changed and we were back at the op shop near the beautiful beach again. I called mum and told her to come and get us. When she got there, I told her the way through the back streets that we had went to get to the city. Sophie was in a real raunchy mood, I couldn’t keep her off me. We were in the back seat and she was rubbing herself all over me.
Mum tried to get the car up a hill but it failed on us. It staled and started rolling back down. I got out and started pushing it, but it wouldn’t start. Finally when we got it moving we got back on track and onto a main highway (it looked like Clyde road near Kambriya). Cars were tooting their horns at us, the car could hardly move. Mum asked me what I would like for dinner; I told her that I wasn’t really hungry. We stopped off at a camp site for the night, Sophie wanted to go and do stuff, so I told mum that we were going to go and get some drinks, and I asked if her, Hannah or Luke wanted one, they all said Pepsi, I felt bad for mum, making her drive all the way to get me.
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