Blackrain_artifact

The last night I had one of those dreams where you can´t really separate dream/awake even though you most definitly ARE awake. In the dream world I was sitting on a bench waiting for my bus to go home from the city. Right next to me are the children of my dearest friend M.H. She´s not directly visible, but her children really interacts with me. We talk about some strange twig or a drawing they´ve made. Anyhow we find out that we have something in common that I didn't know before.

And here comes the weirdness; During parts of this dream I actually believe that these children and their mother are in my room next to my bed...and that my room in fact is this bus stop! They sort of mix and in my tired head I can't really distinguish between these. So occassionally I actually sit up in my bed looking for the kids in my room, embarassed that I don't have any clothes on me!

The above phenomenon happens a couple of times/month...this time it was during full moon, but I don't know if there´s any connection??

I find myself walking barefoot in a harsch forest just like the ones outside of my family home in Sweden. There´s only a few pines and mostly big rocks, moss and lingonberry sprigs. As I walk around in this place, jumping on the large rocks, I hear people coming up behind me. And a car as well. I get a bit surprised since I haven't seen any road nearby. Some distance away I see a black guy with glasses comming towards "my" rock and he´s having a conversation with some random dude. The car I just heard is actually running on a gravel road and this too is heading in my direction. I turns out that these big rocks actually is some kind of garage in the middle of the forest! The mentioned road leads right beneath one of the rocks and there´s a car port at the bottom!

I walk around this area, amazed, as more and more people are gathering in this odd fortest garage. By one of the (suddenly appeared) glass doors close to a rock I encounter Stefan and Linda from my former hometown. Stefan´s holding a tiny cup of cappuccino which he almost drops when we meet. We´re glad to see eachother and none of us seems to find it strange that we´re in the middle of a forest garage area in mid-Sweden...

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