Tuesday, 22 June 2010

Challenging Feral

Most of my recent dreams have involved me getting stroppy with people and this one is no exception.

Dream starts with my and my friend D faffing about in the living room one morning (I'm living in her house) when D's mum throws open the front door and announces that D is moving back to Brid.
D is flapping around open mouthed in disbelief while her mum starts moving furniture.
I'm boiling mad at the sheer audacity of the woman and decide I need a cig. (despite the fact that I have given up)
I stomp out of the house without telling anyone I'm going and wander down to the local butcher shop. Because of course that's where you go to buy fags.
When I get inside I realise the owner is the bloke who used to run the local shop when I was a kid, who nicknamed me Trouble (no idea why). He greets me like an old friend and asks what I want and then I realise how daft it is going to a butchers for cigarettes. I'm stuttering something about wanting to know where the nearest place I can buy them is when the female assist opens a door in the wall and announces they do sell them. They have one of those hole in the wall kiosk things so I go back outside and ask for tobacco. Unfortunately they've sold out of tobacco so I decide I'll have a packet of straights instead. All of them are weird foreign brands that I've never heard of so I decide not to buy any after all. (see, even my dreams don't want me to smoke)

I wander back up the street, pondering the situtation and decide that I'm just not going to have it. No one can come in and tell someone they are moving.
When I get back, there is a removal van outside the house and half the furniture is packed. Steamingly mad, I start taking furniture back out of the van and take it back into the house. Then I start yelling at D's mum, telling her she can't just tell D she's moving, and what about me, I lived there too? I take a stand, tell her we're NOT moving and stomp back out to bring more furniture back in. And then I woke up

I couldn't help laughing when I woke up cos in real life D's mum is scary and I would never dare yell at her!

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