Dreams

[Slim]

I've been having dreams about getting on trains, being confused as to whether I'm on the right train, whether I should get on the train that's rolling into the platform now .. and so on. I'm sure I'm destined to have them until I die.

[The Picnic Wasp]

I still can't dial numbers on my phone in dreams. Hugely frustrating.

[Matt2112]

A common theme of my dreams is being on a plane that takes off and struggles to gain any great altitude.

[Thenop]

I've been having dreams about getting on trains, being confused as to whether I'm on the right train, whether I should get on the train that's rolling into the platform now .. and so on. I'm sure I'm destined to have them until I die.

Well yes, it's unlikely they'll continue after that.

[Thenop]

Most common for me is not being able to find a loo. And then I wake up and need to take a piss.

[Nickslikk2112]

Most common for me is not being able to find a loo. And then I wake up and need to take a piss.

I dream about urinating in strange places - and then waking up for a piss.

I also have regular dreams about needing a shit, I find some toilets and every trap is taken bar one, which I then go in to find it blocked and shit smeared everywhere - especially in the door which has just closed behind me...

[Slim]

I'm riding my Planet X bike to my grandparents' place in Hartlepool (in real life I haven't been there since the early '80s). I notice that it's not handling properly. I stop to check it, both the tyres are soft.

No big deal - I'm only about five minutes away, I'll just pump them both up a bit. I take the pump out of my bag. I attempt to fit it to the inner tube valve. But I don't recognise the valves.. they're too big for the pump. More like Schrader valves than Presta. Furthermore they're a strange design, protruding from little metal blocks attached to the rim. I look more carefully. I stare into the valve nozzle on the rear tyre.. it's completely open. I can see right through into the inner tube. As I stare down it I see a bright, reflective surface inside.

[Slim]

I'm at Newcastle City Hall, at a Ben Elton gig. It's the present day. I remark to my companion that I hope he doesn't spend the whole gig bashing the Tories. We're near the front.

Ben comes on. He's just not funny. He looks serious. After the first two minutes he steps down in front of the stage and sits in a rocking chair to continue his act. I can still hear him speaking, although he's nowhere near the mic. I realise he has a lapel mic on.

[Slim]

Some bizarre dreams in recent days. In one, I'm in a doctor's surgery .. it's a run-down looking place with old metal filing cabinets and lino on the floor. One of his patients is a middle-aged bald man who has had his body amputated, so that he's just a head. Somehow he manages to shuffle along the floor, a bald head on the lino.

This morning, I'm at an airport, and there's a huge plane overhead. It's hovering. I'm worried that it will fall, and I'll be flattened. But it picks up speed and files away, very slowly.

In another dream I get into an old car, with two youths. It's an old '70s car, the interior is cream and brown but it's faded and yellowed. It's a flying car. The youths are planning to pick up enough speed along a long road and take off in it. I'm very scared of taking to the air in an old car.

A couple of days ago my recurring dream, in which I'm in an office, an open plan office with desks pushed together end to end. I have a job there, but I don't know what it is .. what I'm supposed to do, or indeed if there's anything I can do. It feels very insecure.

[Matt2112]

One from a few days ago (it took place just before I was due to wake up):

I'm at a vast, opulent mansion in dozens of acres of immaculate gardens in Los Angeles, possibly the Bel Air district - the owners are Tom Cruise and his wife, who in the dream is Nicole Kidman.  They are showing me around the place and are being very genial hosts, Nicole Kidman in particular.

After a while, my point of view zooms out and up, as if in footage shot by a drone, so I can admire the scene from outside. And then my alarm goes off.

[Slim]

Weird one this morning. My paternal grandmother, whom we called "Nana", was very pregnant. In the dream she was in her 70s, just as I remember her as a kid. But pregnant. My mum asked me if I wanted to feel the bump. Gross.

Also, my recurring dream about being at ICI. I worked there on my "sandwich year" as a student for 13 months from July 1987. But in the dream it's a different place, a huge office building with an open staircase leading to reception on the ground floor. And it's in the middle of a city, not on a chemical works site.

[Slim]

I'm visiting Tony Banks at his place of work, which is a medium-sized shed full of keyboards and studio equipment. In the dream, Genesis are still going, but they consist of only Tony and Mike Rutherford. On the wall near the entrance there's a framed poster with the text "And Then There Were Two", with a black & white picture of Mike.

But Tony's sad, because Mike has decided to leave the band.

I say to him - well Tony, I'm not a diehard fan. I like the band, I have some of the albums. But y'know - everything has its time. Sometimes you just have to accept that things have reached a natural conclusion.

He ponders this, as he sits at one of his keyboards. He looks sad. He frowns slightly.