Date of dream: Friday, March 27, 2009
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In this dream I was very high up, looking down on people and wondering when I would get down. I was then falling, knowing that at some point I was going to be saved before I hit the ground. A thought occoured to me though - what would be said about me if I did actually die, as it looked likely because my safe landing looked quite uncertain now.
Date of dream: Wednesday, March 25, 2009
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I was working in an office, taking a shopping order over the phone from an old lady. She was quoting me lots of items that I had not heard of, and when I triend to read back what I had written, my writing had turned to typing which I could not read. Once I had changed the typeface I could see it better.
From here I got a call to go to a part of the building named the Princess of Wales Centre. I had to look on a map to see where it was located.There had been a delivery of items there and I had to go check it out. This part of the building was like an army barracks without the army of course. An alarm went off because it had been vacated in a hurry, and a super large see-through over was still cooking meats which looked delicious and ready to eat.
And just to bite me on the bum, the dream took a disgusting end when I came across a toilet that had not been flushed. This were not your average toilet turds though, for it looked like three large house bricks with a rather "nutty" looking texture. I felt sorry for the person who I imagined walking uneasily away from that!!!
Date of dream: Thursday, March 19, 2009
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I heard a number of explosions whilst out in Central London and walked towards where the noise came from. I arrived just in time to see two fireworks being thrown by children through the window of a supermarket. As I looked, flames caught a hold and I heard screaming. I went to phone 999, and came across a man with a nail sticking into his head. There was a lot of what looked like thick and sticky blood coming out of a wound. Well I found the name of the street and pased on the relevant information. I thought I might be wasting time as I was sure that somebody must have already called, and somebody would soon arrive.
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