Posts Tagged ‘table’

a semi trailer and a cat

April 2, 2009

This happened this morning. It was a very very short dream. There were quite a few others but I do not remember them.

A cat is lying on the road. A semi trailer comes towards it. As the truck passes over the cat seems like it is should be squashed. But no, it grabs onto the outside of the wheel and starts going around in circles, clinging on grimly. Luckily for it, the truck is going slow. The cat still seems doomed. The truck turns left and passes close to a table. The cat jumps off onto the table.

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not a pub

March 26, 2009

This dream happened this morning:

I walk into what I think is a pub. But it does not look like a pub. There are no beer taps, there is no alcohol. The building is a long thin one, quite old. There are racks and ovens, it looks like a bakery. There is a counter made of wood that has seen many years. The dream is has rich brown tones. I look at the man behind the counter. He has olive skin. He looks embarrassed. You’ll want the pasta and spinach he says. Behind him the shop is barren. I ask if they have a menu. He looks even more embarrassed. I look around. Sticking out of a stack of old, battered pizza cooking trays is the corner of a laminate menu. I look at it. He is non-committal. I wonder why I am here and what time it is. A watch face, a very large watch face appears. When I look closely it is saying 12:20. I am no longer worried that it is lunch time. I ask for the menu again. This time the pile of old pizza trays has increased. But the corner of the menu still sticks out from part way up the pile. I relent and order the spaghetti and spinach.

I sit at an old wooden table on a chair. As I eat other people come in. Quickly the few tables around me are filled up. A woman and her young son ask if they can sit at my table, there are no other places left. I do not mind. So they sit there. They have blond hair. When they get up to leave, I see her face for the first time and recognize her as a woman I knew from a long time ago. I give them each a hug before they leave. As they walk out the front door the dream ends. I had finished my meal.