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NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning!

22.30: Sleep

05.10: At work
I'm at work and it's dusk out. I can see something alight further down the dock and I start running toward it. My cellphone starts ringing and I pick up. It's my uncle, he asks me if I'm ready to go. I tell him soon, gotta fix something first. I run and do whatever at the light and head back. At the toolsheds my coworker Valdis shows up. He's pissed because someone ordered the wrong rebar size. I sympathize for a second before I turn around and intend to go change.

I spot two fences that needs moving and I make eye contact with a truck driver. I point at them and point further up the street. He picks them up. I walk up the street and bump into my uncle, my aunt's husband and another guy. They've all got suits on. "Wait for me ok?" I say and start jogging. "We'll call you incase you can't make it" my uncle says. I start running up some stairs with some school kids on my way to the locker rooms.

05.10: Riding the train
I'm on the train. I've got my black, plastic Warhammer case with me. It kinda looks like those black suitcases rich people have. A girl starts talking to me, I guess it's because she thinks I've got a sweet job. "So what do you do?" she asks. I tell her my occupation, and in Swedish it can be mistaken for something fancy. I then explain further exactly what it means, don't want to fool her. "A shovel monkey" she makes a face. "Oh... So what's the case for?" she asks me. I tell her about the miniature game. "When I was younger, not much gave me intellectual stimuli, but this did". The train stops and she has to go, we say good bye and she's gone.

I realise her backpack is still on the floor. The train doors close shut and she stands outside helpless. I point towards the front of the train, trying to make her understand I will grab her bag and wait for her at the next stop. Somehow I don't get off at the next stop. I get off at the last one. I sit down and wait and I check out my Warhammer miniatures. They look sweet.

A guy I know from school arrives in a wheel chair. He's smoking a cigar. Also I don't really get what the signs are saying. I had no idea that train went this way. Three drunken old men starts laughing, they're all wearing jeans jackets. A guy on a truck arrives and starts offloading welding masks. "Got any bag in there?" I ask him. "Nope" he tells me.

05.10: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! Funny thing to dream of, haven't played Warhammer in many years.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!