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[smokingboot]

This counselling course only has one assignment, and I have no time to do it, which is, naturally, why I am procrastinating here.

If I get this done, I'll treat myself to some really wasteful time on lj. But now I record last night's dream though the meaning seems clear enough really:


Packing and leaving a situation, like a do down at someone's place, sense of being at an event. Clothes and stuff left all over the place, picking them up and getting them all together, putting my packed stuff next to a silver car (odd; larians' car is red) but no sign of the driver. Still, I carried on packing, drinking champagne while I did so, and saying goodbye to people.

falco_biarmicus and her beloved Neil sans lj were on their way to a night out together, they left holding hands. nyarbaggytep reminded me of my promise to dye streaks of my hair turquoise; a door opened and evilchalkie was standing there in a shower, wearing a bathing cap. There were some people with him, and they all looked a bit uncomfortable; the shower unit wasn't big. We didn't really have time to talk, but he was going to be singing later. Someone handed me a copy of the song. I read the first verse with lyrics that didn't stay in my head, but the point of the song was in the chorus, and that wasn't written down - it was hidden behind an lj cut(!) intended to be a surprise when he actually sang it. I didn't have the time to stay and hear. The last remaining clothes I picked up, I didn't pack, I just slapped them on over the top of what I was wearing. Didn't look good, but it was convenient. Then, in a big burberry style raincoat with a flapping buckle, I skipped/trotted off into the dark.


If this Swiss thing doesn't come off, my subconscious is going to feel really silly.