Oh! I do like to be beside the seaside

Ugh. I was having the best dream ever when Mum started bawling up the stairs for Ellie to hurry up.

Robert Smith!! He was in my dream, as was someone else who I love mightily, but I can't remember who. And I hung out with him, and he saved me from a sandpit that I dove into and couldn't seem to find the bottom of. I haven't had a celebrity!dream since I was about 13 and dreamt of meeting Leonardo DiCaprio at a bar in South Morang XDDD. But yes, Robert Smith, he walked me over to a theatre sort of thing and held my hand as I sat next to him when a Shakespeare play was going to start, and the play was dreadful! I ran away when I could and made my way to the old part of the building, which was apparently some section of an a girls school. Oh... hang on, my apartment was there. I had an awesome apartment, that's where I found out my brother was getting married, and where I found out that my mum was travelling America.

But back to the story, at some point I realise I am pregnant. Anyway, yes, go to tell the father who already knows and is drinking lots of whiskey, and we sit down to have an awkward conversation which is when I woke, which is annoying, because it was a quite detailed conversation.


Apparently to dream that you are pregnant, symbolizes an aspect of yourself or some aspect of your personal life that is growing and developing. All I know is that I haven't had one before.

You have strange dreams if you don't sleep at the right time.... This is what I get for falling asleep after dinner:

Dealing with a man with autism who refused to be treated. Getting drunk with my parents and riding Dad's motorcycle. Waiting in a fish and chip shop run by my aunt and uncle, and someone yelling at a piano-player for playing too loudly.

I was living in a junk-yard and a rat was telling me off.

I remember some sort of 'end of the world' going on, people who were driving on the road just sort of switched off, and accidents were happening all over the place. I had to watch the traffic ahead and make sure I didn't get caught behind any cars in case they just stopped and became a weight on my car. I saw a girl hanging up by her jumper on a road sign, she was in a school uniform and looked so confused about the blood seeping through her blouse. I saw what I thought was two people lying in a bathtub. At first I thought their faces were just caught at the edges of a split-screen television screen, putting them together half and half, but then I realised that they were one person. A boyfriend and girlfriend, the only way they could survive was to sew their two bodyhalves together.

They didn't understand why people weren't talking to them. I get distracted by a silver journal, it's beautiful.

I'm back in the junkyard and I have a packet of biscuits to offer the rat.




Oh yes, and happy birthday, self.