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Plane crash, parachutes and paper planes

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Wednesday, March 8 2017

  1. London, sunny early autumn day. The Millennium Bridge is lengthways in Thames and I am taking a stroll along it with my fiancé – an unfamiliar bodybuilder in a bowler hat. He doesn’t have a shirt on and I give him a hug to keep him warm, although he says he’s not cold. I joke that with him dressing like that we’d have to have a circus themed wedding. I don’t like how he looks in the dream, but I recognise and feel intense love towards his persona

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Castle Hill

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Saturday, March 4 2017

    2. Me and Kiddo were in what first looked like a church (only saw inside) – huge halls, high vaulted ceilings, lots of candles, white roses and silver ornaments. There was a statue of Virgin Mary and I was surprised when Kiddo crossed herself in front of it. She said she’d been taught that in school. However, the building turned out to be a castle with a café where tourists could have a cup of coffee in the genuine 18th century atmosphere. We did to

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Song and the singer's shawl

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Saturday, March 4 2017

1. I’m chatting online with an unfamiliar man and he sends me his daughter’s favourite music video, which he describes as ‘Korol i Shut’ with accordion instead of the violin. The music is awesome, the singer is a young blonde woman. She wears an embroidered semi-circular beige shawl that I zoom in on. It has a scalloped edge and the embroidery is of willow branches and roses.    The song faded from memory when I woke up; however, I have a feeling that it r

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Knitter/detective and the desert flood orchestra

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Thursday, March 2 2017

  1. I work in a surreal sort of plant as a knitter, one among many. The rest aren’t happy with their work conditions and go on a strike; however, I take pride in my work and sit high atop a tangle of silver steel pipes outside, knitting with green wool while the others are shouting and protesting on the lawn below. The pipes are cold, although the day is sunny and it is summer.     2. An unfamiliar young woman has a bullet hole in her coccyx. I am her friend and

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Garden party, tribunal and bookstore

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Wednesday, February 22 2017

1. I lived in an unfamiliar nondescript flat and had neighbours Florence and Florian who were barricading my door with rubbish bags, practically building a wall out of them. I tricked them into removing the bags, although the details of this are fuzzy. I got out and went for a walk in a garden with my mother. It was late summer evening and the garden was exquisite – with small ponds, flowers and trees strung with string lights. Mother told me that she had cooked a piece of honey soap,

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Lost in translation; also cars and ballet

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Saturday, February 18 2017

1. A black car is sliding sideways on parallel ziplines; it’s attached by the wheels, upside down. I am guiding it along with one hand and, although I can barely reach it, it slides easily. It’s a sunny summer say and we’re in a quiet town, but as I keep most of my attention on the car, I don’t notice much else. A green car is in my way, but I march right over its bonnet. For a moment I see myself from the point of view of the green car’s owner who has heard the

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The undead

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Wednesday, February 8 2017

1. A long dream about Methos faking his death again and again, but leaving a clue every time for me to find. The last time seemed hopeless; I knew that there was a clue in a painting, but nothing else. I was in a big room with amber-coloured walls and there were paintings everywhere, both framed and unframed, hanging on the walls and propped against them, and stacks of unframed sketches covering every surface. I called my friends for help. Maria brought a watercolour painting of purple m

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Rocky beach and B&B

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Friday, January 27 2017

I'm at the seaside in Scotland, watching the waves with my mother. There is a flat rock with a hole in the middle and with each wave water shoots up from it like out of a geyser. There is another rock standing apart as a small island and I see some movement there, but cannot yet discern what it is. I wade as far as I can, then swim to it and see that those are pink jellyfish and some little stingrays stranded there. I pick up jellyfish, carefully cupping them in my hands and release

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Tornado

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Thursday, January 26 2017

Me, Kiddo and my neighbours R and N with their three kids are walking across their field towards the road, chatting happily, when I notice dark storm clouds gathering and starting tornadoes sneaking down like foggy fingers. I scream: "Tornado!" as they stand there dazed and unbelieving. I yell at them to get moving, to run, tell the kids to drop down flat and hold on to fistfuls of grass if they cannot outrun it. The tornado approaches and has dark blue upwards ripples in it; the air i

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Dragon and titans

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Monday, January 16 2017

1. We're climbing trees with Kiddo, looking for dragons. It's winter and the pines are frosted white. We climb to the top of one and see some movement, but it turns out to be just a pidgeon; however, there is a white dragon in the tree behind us. It scoops us up in its paws and takes off; we whoop and laugh with excitement. While flying I wonder what the dragon eats as everything is frozen and shout the question to Kiddo; she shouts back: "The sun," and points to straight r

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