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Fell asleep 10.30am - woke up 1.30pm

Me, my friend Graeme W and a female friend of his who I do not know in real life returned to my house from somewhere I do not recall. We were happily chatting until he tried to move a piece of furniture with many glass bowls, glasses and ornaments on it, he had some trouble lifting and some of the pieces fell and smashed. I got really angry and remember thinking 'my mum is in bed dying of cancer and you are breaking her stuff'.

So I got very irrate and asked them to leave, locking the door after them. The girl had left her jacket because I kicked them out so quickly and I realized this was why they were chapping the door and then Graeme began shouting through the letterbox, I dropped her jacket out the window and it landed on the bins below.

Details are hazy for a time but I end up with someone else though I don't remember them entering my house. My mum is still in bed although in reality she has been dead for six years now. So the mess of smashed glass Graeme left is piled in the corner amongst a pile of clothes so as I talk to this person about what Graeme had done as I put back the corner unit with the un-smashed ornaments and proceed to filter the broken glass out from the pile of clothes.

I hear shouting outside and then when I look out the window I end up on a double decker bus with what appears to be a basketball team, all the men have dark skin and are all on the top level of the bus, I am the only light skinned man and am greeted by a few the others continue like I am not there. One man keeps talking very oddly and then asks me if I know what he is saying. I can confirm only half of what he says in the dream but now I don't recall what this was.

I recall something about racoon but and in the dream I ask if he is saying 'coon' then get afraid at my use of racist language. He laughs and confirms he was saying racoon. It is around here the bus comes to a road I know and I ask, "If this is the Lizzie Brice round about I can get off here" the guy I been talking with says "Yeah let this guy off at the Center (a large shopping mall near where I live and closer still to this round about) Then the bus is at another place I know between a place called craigshill and mid calder, there is a sharp set of corners here which in the dream become a set of door ways adjacent to each other and the bus driver takes a lot of flak from the men upstairs as he struggles to get the bus through.

I am suddenly home again and there are a number of people in my house only one of which I know, he is my friends Dad Neil McFarland. The living room in which they are seated has been re arranged and tidied and I check my bedroom and it is the same. I remember thinking 'thank you Mum'. The visitors are waiting for me to set up the xbox and are getting ready to play the game 'rocksmith', this happens for not very long when my Mum appears, this is one of the few times I dreamed of her since she died where I haven't shouted at her and told her she should leave, that she doesn't belong here.

We talk for a while about Graeme breaking her glass objects and she is cool about it. Everyone else disappears and it's just my Mum and I. She is lying on the couch looking in great pain. I ask Is there anything I can do?"
"I need to go to bed" she replies
but when I try to lift her my legs feel like jelly and I cannot manage, I tell her this and she says "it is fine, I can sleep here son"
I lay and snuggle up beside her and start to cry feeling myself cry in reality as well I wake up crying.