J.D.

12.12.2009

Music Festival (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was having a pretty uneventful dream about hitching a ride on a coach, and it was easiest to go back in again when I woke up.

The coach driver (who was a lot like Chris Rock) had agreed to drop me off right outside my house, but instead he took a wrong turn and started heading into town. We drove through streets I didn't recognise, where the buildings were very ornate, but made of black and white stone. It looked weird as hell. I wondered to myself why my mind couldn't just give me my own town centre, that would have been fun to muck around in. I got off the bus in the middle of a very wide pedestrianized street. There was some kind of music festival going on down at the other end, and I could see a couple of my friends on the outskirts of the crowd. I levitated to knee height and zoomed over. As I got closer, I saw that they were caring for a girl lying on a bench covered in blood. Unfortunately I couldn't slow down in time to stop beside them, so I whooshed past and had to say very quickly,
"Shitwhathappenedtoher?" I landed further into the crowd and ran back out to see what happened. My friend Lucy told me that she had been up at the front for the performance by Mika, but when he had swung his microphone, it had smacked her in the head. I wondered how the hell it could have caused so much bleeding; she was covered in blood. I gradually lost lucidity and we had to all carry the girl to a hospital.