CHiLLEN's Dream Journal

Recorded at 9:00am

I meet some guy on a bike. He's an older man and is extremely friendly.

I'm with Daz and a couple other guys when we decide to go surfing. I see a commercial or TV show, showing surfing in New Zealand. The waves look massive. They're barreling and look think as. Looks similar to teahupoo waves.

We reach the beach and make our way out into the water. It's extremely flat at the moment. I see a couple larger females in the water and they're gazing our way. My board seems to feel oversized.

I'm waiting for waves next to one of the blokes and we're getting along quite well. We seem to have similar personalities. He asks if he can push me off the board. I seem to be at a greater height then if I was normally on the surfboard.

Daryl and the other guy are chatting amongst each other. The other guy seems to feel awkward talking to Daryl.

After the surf we head back to the house and the sun glasses I borrowed seem to have gone missing. I'm feeling pretty bad as they were not mine In the first place. I think they were Daryl's ex girlfriends or his sisters.

We're outside and I see the man on the bike again. I walk over to him and have a quick chat.

There's a fence that we all have to squeeze under and I seem to think that I wouldn't be able to fit. The man on the bike burns or blows up the fence to widen it a little.

Before we knew about the widening of the hole, one of us got a massive run up and got slingshotted into the fence to try and widen it. But because of the fence already being widened, he slammed right into the fence and went splat.. Not knowing what had just happened earlier. It was as if it was straight out of a cartoon the way he hit the fence.

I'm now in a house with the guy I surfed with and he was telling me about how he would get a ball thrown at him, not knowing what was inside of if. He would get a bit freaked out by it. He tells me that I don't have that fear if I was in the same situation.

I notice the windows and think of them as great ways to capture pure water through the dew that sits on the window. I wonder how much I could capture off of the window.

I'm now watching the TV which is a poker show, staring Robbo from the newspapers.

I'm now in the game myself and i get dealt pocket 2's. I end up with 5 of a kind, which is impossible. I knew this was odd but didn't think too much into it. Once the hand is finished I soon realise that I must have misread my hand and only had 4 of a kind.

As we're starting to get the next hand ready, i see that there's some weird looking cards in the deck. They are oversized and have random stuff written on them.

I see a clear plastic bag, and I look to see what's in there. It's a pair of pink pair of goggles. I wonder if this is what I was looking for earlier.