Recidul

Oh f*ck! I just accidentally deleted two dreams I wrote for an hour, so now the descriptions are going to be much shorter...

I am at our porch. Some guys are coming at me. I turn my back on them. Arthur Rubinstein is in front of me. He starts playing Chopin's first ballade, but not on a piano but instead on a wall, like the keys were on it. Still, I just know it isn't him. "Get off, cheater!" I yell. He doesn't react in any way. I go stand in front of him. He still doesn't react. I try to get the music off my head. Finally I manage to do it, but soon the music comes back, not from the point where it stopped but instead like he would have continued playing, not caring about me not listening (maybe he had).


In the other dream I was swimming, then got into a very strong current. When I got out of it, my friend got into it. I pull her off. I swim to the shore and go running on the rocks for a while (I might have shapeshifted into a cougar or a cheetah). When I get back, we are leaving. There are now sheets of ice floating in the water. The waves bring them to the shore. My friend goes on them and finally sinks, but a teacher that is with us pulls him off with superhuman power.