Wagner the Magician January 7, 2011
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Chris, clothes, Confusing, Dreaming, Dreams, french, Late, lost, school, Wagner, x factor
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Wagner from X Factor had moved from singing to doing magic shows and I was going to see him with Chris. I think we were both making our own way to the show and were planning on meeting up in the crowd. The show was split between two different locations however; one in a log cabin in the middle of town and the other in one of my neighbour’s gardens. I think he might have been doing the show on alternating stages each night.
I went to the log cabin stage and there was no one there except Wagner’s assistant. She was French and spoke with an exaggerated French accent. I was standing around waiting for other people to arrive when she turned to me and said that I was there to help her. She asked me to phone someone for her (I can’t remember their name except that they too were French).
I picked up the phone and dialled the number. An operator’s voice then told me (in a really thick French accent) that I was being connected and I needed to hang up and redial. I did this and a French woman answered. I told her I was calling on behalf of Wagner’s assistant. At this point the assistant snatched the phone out of my hand and started talking away in French to the woman on the other end.
I realised I was missing the show by staying in the log cabin so I headed over to the other stage. Apparently the other stage was in my neighbour’s back garden so I ended up in my own back garden. I could see over the wall that there was a big crowd in the garden 2 houses down, which was where the show was on. I had no idea how to get there and I wanted to meet up with Chris.
I climbed the wall separating my garden from the one next door and I must have been in a dress as I remember being afraid my tights would catch on something. I was about to jump down into next door when I realised I didn’t know if I could make it from there into the garden where the show was on. I was afraid they might have thorny bushes or something in their garden and I’d get hurt so I stayed where I was.
When the show was over, everyone was somehow leaving through my garden. I waited for Chris to come through and started walking with him. He was asking me where I was and he told me that the correct garden was so full he couldn’t even get in to see the show.
We followed the crowd for a while until we ended up in what seemed to be a computer class from school. Chris and I sat together at our computers and were talking to the people around us.
That’s all I remember really.
Dreamer xxx
All Over the Place March 26, 2010
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bus, Chris, college, Dad, Dreaming, Dreams, fragment, lift, lost, mel, Sarah, ticket
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I can’t find a logical sequence of events for this dream so I’m just going to post what I remember in the order it comes to me.
I was on the bus with Chris but I think I was going to college. We were definitely getting off the bus at my college but we got off at the stop I would normally get the bus home from. As we were walking away from the bus, the driver started shouting. I wasn’t sure who he was shouting at but Chris said he was calling me. I turned around and the driver had my bus ticket in his hand. I’d obviously dropped it when I was getting off. I ran back to the bus and thanked the driver for calling me back.
The next scene I remember was at night. I was supposed to be staying over in a friend’s house (I’m not sure who it was) as I’d stayed in hers the previous night and didn’t feel bothered to go home. When I got there though Mel was staying over that night so I realised that I couldn’t impose. I said that I was just there to make sure that I hadn’t left anything behind. Sarah appeared then and said that she was going to start heading home soon (apparently we were really far away from home). I asked her would I call my dad cos he was nearby and could give us a lift. Then started saying that there were six of us going that way and we’d be better off getting a minibus. I thought she was insane and eventually convinced her to get a lift.
I know there was another scene but I can’t remember it at all.
Dreamer xxx
Fox Tours November 3, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: Dreaming, Dreams, fox, lost, missing, monkey, park, Rebecca, scream, screech, Threatening, werewolf
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Rebecca hadn’t been in touch with anyone the whole day and everyone was beginning to think she’d gone missing. By this stage it was dark outside so people didn’t want to go look for her until the morning. The last we’d heard from her, she was going to go on a tour of a local wildlife park. I decided to go look for her there but I couldn’t find a working torch. I felt like I wasted loads of time looking for the torch because by the time I got to the park, it was kind of getting bright.
The tours in the park were run by this odd fox-like creature. It was the size of a human and stood on its hind legs. It had quite a big torso/shoulders, kind of the way I imagine a werewolf to look. I don’t know if it could speak, it didn’t appear to in the dream. It was a little mangy looking, like it hadn’t been treated well throughout its life.
When I got to the park, he was giving a tour to a woman. They had just come down a hill and were standing beside a lake when a monkey appeared on the fence. The monkey started screeching right in the fox’s face in a very threatening manner so the fox hissed in its face like a cat would. I was too afraid to interrupt them to ask the fox had he seen Rebecca because they looked like they were about to pounce on each other.
I assume we found Rebecca in the end but I either can’t remember or woke up.
Dreamer xxx
Lost Bag October 24, 2009
Posted by Dreamer in Dreams.Tags: bag, bus, Chris, Cinema, clothes, Dreaming, Dreams, lost, stress, Work
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I was getting the bus to work with Chris but I had my uniform and all my stuff in a gym bag with me. When the bus stopped, I got off first and I turned around to wait for Chris. As he walked towards me I realised I had left my bag on the bus. I ran towards the bus but it was pulling away. I waved my hands at the driver but he wouldn’t stop the bus or open the doors or anything, even though he saw me.
I got really upset and Chris was trying to comfort me by saying that we’d go to the bus company tomorrow and check their lost property. I didn’t know what to do about my work uniform because I had to start my shift. Chris told me not to worry about it, that we’d find a spare uniform, it would be alright. I started to cry because I’d lost my keys and stuff (seems a bit of an overreaction) and I didn’t think I would be able to get them back. The last thing I remember is Chris leading me into work by the hand, still trying to calm me down.
I hope I never lose my bag and react like that.
Dreamer xxx
