stevendoig

3 non lucids

Sitting in a room with a bunch of unfamiliar folk. Someone I used to know comes in sits down and hands out packets of trading cards. I open mine, they are a fantasy theme. One is green with pictures of Elves on it. Theres writing which I read aloud but I forget now as it was a big heap of rubbish. I find myself outside, hopping on pavement slabs like a wee boy thinking that those cards were a lot like 'Magic - the Gathering' that I used to play IRL

In the shop. My auntie appears with a pack of horrible rusty coloured socks - ' A woman bought these yesterday, shes really angry because they're a different colour to the ones in the window (which they are not) and they definitely aren't less than £1'

I'm looking into the oark beside my house as IRL. One of the hills have been completely removed and there is now a big hole.