Dream Diary

[smokingboot]

I have started dreaming again, very lucid and clear at the time. The last two nights, my dreams have been full of folk I know. The night before last, I was wandering through a Cthulhu LARP with someone I have not spoken to in many years. He was running it or helping run it, and trying to explain it to me. Someone picked up a black and white artefact, small, like a metal egg. They pressed something and a strange white gas emanated from it and filled the area.

Last night was very odd. I was wandering by a kind of deep flowerbed trough which had not been tended for a long time and was full of muddy water and weeds. Something was sticking out of the bottom, like a rudder or a paddle, and I grabbed it (Oh do be quiet Mr Freud). Instantly something started moving, and I noticed a shape like a large snake slithering through the water (Sigmund! I'm warning you!) I let go of the rudder, wondering if what I had seen was a snake or a huge slow-worm, when a strange humanoid emerged. His face was compressed into the lower part of his head, small featured but with dark distinctive brow bones above which his forehead domed in a smooth rounded peak. He was surprised to see me, and very surprised that I could see him. Still, he smiled nicely enough, then submerged beneath the water. I tried to tell one friend what I had seen, but we kept being interrupted. Tried to tell another but she was having trouble - her house was malign and falling down all around her. Turned to find myself facing an old friend from the studio. He had a baby on his lap and lifted his hand to stroke my face, but his hand seemed unusually hairy so I backed off telling him nothing.

Nice to see the old brain is as baffling as ever.