Sean's Dream Journal

17/july.2012

A few night ago I had an amazing dream where I could fly. I remember standing on the craigavon bridge which was quite different, much more like the new bridge. A group of people were watching me so I floated upwards and began flying really fast over the river foyle. It was night and the city looked more futuristic, but not vastly and the lighting was very bladerunner, with a green light from a big building cast along the foyle and a purple light radiating from another building near-by.

The dream cut to a city where a group of people were caught in an unknown building disaster. Even though I was feeling more villanous, I flew up to help them out of the building and then went to the ground and began to float in front of a guy with a grey shirt and hat. Suddenly, the guy in the hat (white beaked) began to float to my surprise, and showed me he was a superior flyer by quickly blasting off into the air. I think I began to follow him.

The last part of said dream did not involve any flying but was more so a strange piece of the dream in what looked like where Mc, Donalds or KFC would be, only with a fair ground next to it and it was the evening sun hanging in the sky, ready to set.