Area 136

I have been slightly freaked out this morning by reading a fellow bloggers post about a dream she had.

I and a lot of other bloggers featured in it, but the point is that something really nasty happened to me in this dream, which sent a chill down my spine.

I met someone and got married!

The other weird thing is that the person dreaming this dream has never met me in person, or my daughter, or the other two bloggers that featured in the early part of the dream (Shipscook and Queene Mab)

So I thought I would ask:

Have you ever had a dream that featured other bloggers? And did any of it come true if you did?

For my entry let me give you this one.

I was being driven in a car that was full of boxes. Boxes of my personal belongings and I was being taken to my new flat (this dream happened a couple of years ago, before the house sale and divorce stuff by the way) and I am not happy.

Why? Because I don’t want to go. The other three people in the car are bloggers, and the atmosphere in the car is sad and rather down.

We get to the flat and we take the boxes inside. I turn to my companions and am told that I am to stay living here forever and that I am not to contact anyone on blog ever again. This is a final goodbye and once these people walk out I am never seeing them again.

They all walk out and I am left alone with the boxes.

The funny thing is, I live in the same house now as two of the bloggers (yep, ships and QM) the third blogger has disappeared off blog ages ago and I have not heard from them for almost a year.

Odd eh?

Your go.

Hope you have a great day today, and remember - you have not been in that flat long so don't go wrecking it with a massive party.

Happy Birthday.

I have been here in Weird Inc for what feels like two hours, but has in reality only been one.

I am reading “Tau Zero” by Poul Anderson at the moment, which features a similar (but reversed) problem for a group of travellers on a ship at near light speeds. They pass through a nebula and their deceleration systems are damaged so they just go on accelerating with no way to stop and their speed increasing closer to that of light. Which means that by the time they can sort themselves out, thousands of years will have passed back on Earth.

Sat here it feels like time is flying by outside and I am stuck in the amber of office boredom, where the clocks tick very very slowly…..

Meh.

I may have to think about throwing away the pile of Guitar mags on my desk and maybe filling one of the moving crates just to occupy myself.