dream, Mon 16/11/09

Two dreams this morning.

At first, I was in a mansion. There were some beautiful bathrooms in the mansion. I had left some articles of my clothing in one of the bathrooms, one which was specifically for me.

I returned later and noticed that the toilet and my trousers had faeces smeared on it. It turned out to be my grandmother who had done it - she'd used the toilet carelessly and didn't bother to clean it up. I was furious.

My mother told me to leave the toilet and use her bathroom and that she would clean my toilet for me.

My father rescued a rogue rabbit. It was a little more violent than the other rabbits we had. My mother made my father get rid of it and I cried, even though I was an adult. She put it in a cloth bag and when I shook out the bag, two rabbit embryos popped out. I told myself I wouldn't forgive my mother for turfing out a pet just because it was 'difficult'.

* * *

I was at a library, and apparently it was part of RMIT. I went and asked the librarian for specific books and he told me I couldn't get them. He gave me alternative ones instead, by John Keats, and Fanny Brawne. They were tiny. Then they told me that I couldn't borrow them. I tried to hide them behind some books.

I was having a lot of trouble finding a decent spot to hide them in, and then Will Smith busted me and started filming me.

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Posted 9 days ago

dream, Sun 28/6/09

I was lying on a bed next to my brother and telling him about how the maths I did at high school was more useful for people wanting to be engineers, and that the maths he did was much more practical. T was sitting at a desk, and when I asked him for confirmation, he nodded that I was correct.

* * *

Was angry and decided to storm off because T snored and stole too much bedclothes. I accidentally posted on Twitter from his iPhone about something very literary (might have had something to do with the Robert Frost lectures I've been listening to) but quickly deleted it as I was scared people would know it was from me and not him.

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Posted 5 months ago

dream, Sat 11/4/09

I was in a psychiatric ward. I was going to be there for a while, so I'd brought a lot of my belongings with me. They'd replaced all the psych nurses with washed-out teachers who wanted to go into something different.

I'd just settled into my room and someone told me someone more unwell than me had to move into my room so I was to move my belongings to another room. Unnaturally, for me, I'd become extremely upset and angry, and threatened to lodge a complaint: how was I supposed to get better if they kept shifting me from room to room? They had apparently done this on my last two hospitalisations.

I sat on the stairwell and began to cry. Someone I recognised from high school tried to call me over to comfort me. I refused to see her, as I was ashamed to be so distressed. My father arrived, but I'd fallen asleep on the stairwell. He waited for me outside, and fell asleep on a bench with a newspaper. I went to join him when I woke up. He was still sleeping, so rather than disturb him, I read the paper.

The hospital was outside near my old university, on Royal Parade, to be precise. I somehow got my bike and rode around the neighbourhood - it looked like an alternate version of Parkville. For some reason, I had to leave some of my belongings on a tram, the #19. I watched it go past, knowing my book and DVD collection was on it.

My brother and father helped me pack my belongings so I could move room. For some reason there was five times the amount of things than when I'd been initially hospitalised. Nearby, we ducked into an electrical appliance shop to fix a torch. I put the batteries in carefully as my father and brother were not patient enough to put them in.

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Posted 7 months ago