whiterain

woke up realisiing i'd had a great long dream so thought i better write it all down now while its still fresh. woke up later and realised i hadnt woken up at all and hadnt written anything down in real life.... doh

basically i was in hatfield with loads of old mates getting to know the old group again. there was some sort of sports clubhouse and my mate was guiding me around and showing me where the keys, lockers and all that were. later we met up with the group and i remarked that one of them hadnt aged at all- major dreamsign missed there. the main bit i remember after that was trying to fly with craig but he felt like a bit of a dead weight so it was tough. one of those shitty flapping flying dreams where you get very little back for all the effort you put in. most of it was set by the river i hatfield which was lined with gigantic redwood type trees and was generally an amazing bit of parkland. wasnt really a proper lucid i suppose although i knew i could fly and take others with me