CHiLLEN's Dream Journal

A Chat With Amy
I'm walking through a grocery store, and I think about maybe seeing Jade. Instead I see Amy, and we begin chatting. We talk about the norm. We talk for some time while still walking to our destinations. We trade texts also.

I reach my house which is not my house. It seems that someone has tried to break in.

I'm out the front of my real house. I'm moving Amy's bf (Damian) car around in different spots without driving it. The bf comes into the scene driving the exact car. I think this is going to be odd if he notices the other car that's identical. The other car disappears as he drives passed. I walk up a bit of a hilly drive way. Damian drive up the drive way, but his not in the car, it's other people that look familiar. I show them around the house, taking them to the bottom level where the people were. Pete Rad says a brief hi to them. It looks like he's losing his hair, it's looking thin.

Im watching an NBA draft game, which stars the young Aussie. I tell dad about him. Dad says his heard a bit about him. I tell him that he moves really well for a big guy.

I'm at my house in my dads lounge room. I see Christmas tree's with decoration on them, that fill the room. Eddy I is with me, and I tell him this is year round, as I look towards the tree.

I'm at my primary school. I see a big tracker or grater. It's going up and down quite aggressively, pushing dirt. It's quite close to me and I hear my Dad say that he better be careful. I see the grater full down a ditch, on it's side. It's leaning on what I think is my house, but it's a class room. I walk over to the grater to have a closer look.

I'm now near the brick wall where we used to play cricket, where I see the grater. Myself and Dad see the man come out of his grater. He looks young, tall and fat. Dad starts to raise his voice towards the man, and I step in and try and settle him down. Dad asks the driver about the cartons. The driver says that pictures can be submitted to the milk companies, and they put the photo on the milk carton. The driver explains something about a killer being on the carton. I ask him can you put any pictures on there? like a dick? He says no. but you can put a girl with her fingers in her vagina. The driver is now making a sandwich. I see all types of ingredient and see him spread some onion cream on them. He has made them for us before we leave.

I'm now with my Dad, in a shopping center. We are walking with our sandwiches in hand. I take a bite, and it tastes good.