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It’s daytime and I find myself in a rather raucous pub somewhere in the centre of London there are lots
of young men drinking and boozing the atmosphere is very loud and drunken. It’s a bit of a strange
scenario because I seem to have entered the dream at this point but now have the urge to leave the
rowdy place, the problem is the pub is absolutely packed and difficult to navigate my way to the exit.
Somehow I manage to clamber and squeeze my way across the room just near to the two open doors
leading to the street I have to take a very large step over some gothic looking people sat at some
sofas and a low table of drinks. I seem to be carrying something too perhaps a briefcase (?) or an art
portfolio, I manage to get out of the pub but just as I’m about to leave I feel a hand on my shoulder
swiveling me around.
I see a young oriental man dressed in a long black leather drench coat (the man had a bit of a futuristic
but gothic look about him sort of like a character from the ‘Matrix’ movie). He takes a swipe and gives
me a nasty punch to my face.
I don’t hang around and carry on my way assuming that he and his friends didn’t like the fact and took
offence that I stepped over their table of drinks and the old couches (possibly barging them or knocking
their drinks over).
I carry on my way and walk through the streets of London eventually arriving at a small little arcade of
quaint exclusive shops, the area is actually like a tiny octagonal courtyard which is open air with
wooden frames up above which have vines growing on and over them.
A group of women are stood out in the courtyard having a chat together, they appear to be the owners
of the shops in the little courtyard who have come out for a break to talk with one another. There is one
woman at the centre of the group who I find very attractive we catch a glance at one another and as
our eyes meet it feels like love at first sight, she seems to have the same feelings for me too and she
gives me a delicate little smile and a tilt of the head.
This beautiful woman appears to be a quite a few years older than me she has a very interesting face
(so clear and yet so hard to describe in words). All of her facial features seemed to be interesting and
accentuated in some way, beautiful shapely lips, a nose which I find very attractive a sculpted face with
high cheek bones and a bronze tan with freckles. Her hair is a golden blonde or light brown color, I do
feel she looks a little thin but this doesn’t detract from my attraction to her.
She’s dressed in a quite large colorful cozy looking jumper which seems to be a swirl with lots of bright
colors reminiscent of the colors of a parrot, she also wears a pair of plain tan or cream colored trousers
or what looks like ski pants.
I have the strong urge to go over and start talking to her with the intention of chatting her up and
asking her out on a date. But I feel too awkward and shy (a part of me is slightly conscious of the fact
I’m married hence I feel guilt too) and besides she seems to be the focus of the other women’s
attention like she is special or the favorite. I’d feel a bit silly just walking over to her and trying to talk
with her as I don’t really know her.
I decide reluctantly to carry on walking through the small courtyard. We catch one another’s eyes again
as I pass her and we smile at each other, as I pass I also take a quick look at the shops I see the one
that probably belongs to her it’s a little ladies shoe shop that sells very fancy and fashionable pairs of
I carry on my way feeling a twinge of frustration at not plucking up the courage to chat with her, the
courtyard leads on around a corner to the rear where there is a quiet and narrow little path that leads
back onto the busy high street.
There are more wooden trellises here lining the walls that run parallel along the path through which
more vines twist and wind themselves through, the vines look very much like the kind that would yield
grapes perhaps red ones although there is currently no fruit showing.
A man comes up from behind me who is also walking along the path, he appears to want to pass me
but the path is narrow so we sort of shuffle and maneuver into a better position so he can pass. As the
man (who is about 15 years older than me with dark hair and a moustache) passes me he comments in
a friendly sort of way on the vines in some regards to me. I take a closer look at them and see a
couple of strange creatures crawling in amongst the leaves and branches, they looks very surreal and
colorful sort of out of this world and like something from out of a young child’s cartoon.
I had another dream from tonight which involved some race car and motorcycle crashes on a race
circuit, a jealous or bitter female work colleague and a mad dash to the airport after work, I left at
6:00pm and my flight was leaving at 7:21pm, it was going to be a really close shave sort of exciting but
stressful at the same time.