OK, the one thing that seems be recurring in my dreams is water. I've dreamed about that on and off all my life. And being consumed by the sea. Waddya make of that, shrinks? Back to the womb? Or perhaps I just need to wake up and take a wee?
You know those water rides at Theme Parks, like Loggers Leap at either Chessington or Thorpe Park (I forget which one) where the boat travels along a water channel? I was dreaming about those long before the UK even had any theme parks. I was usually travelling down a mountain in a boat on a channelled waterway. And it was all kinda magical.
I can right now remember a dream I had last night, another common theme - the end of the world and I'm with a group of survivors. In this one last night, there was no water and we were all going to die of thirst.
The army were trying to shoot us all, it was really quite horrible.
And then I was attacked by a giant stone lizard so I picked up a huge pebble rock and broke it's back, smashed it into two and it was like the centre of a pebble inside.
So far today can't get this one out my head.
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