Friday, January 12, 2007

Premonition of...what?

What’s the difference between a dream and a premonition? Well, primarily, if it comes true, it’s a premonition, if not, it’s a dream. Taking place in the real world - possible premonition, taking place in outer space where you are emperor of the universe - I’m guessing dream - taking place in ten future where you are absolute ruler of the world and have just issues a law about the use of mobile ‘phones on trains - the sort of dream you really really hope is a premonition.

Other guidelines are drawn from your walking life. Do you usually work in an office, go home, eat too much and fall asleep in front of the telly? Then any night time visions you have about, say, a huge lizard attacking Big Ben is probably a dream. If, however, you live in a cave, eat lots of lichen and hallucinate your tits off even when awake, you can pass this dementia off as a vision. Better be sure you write down something pretty ambiguous though.

So, to update my dream diary. Last night I had a dream about folk with rifles stalking around on the top of the flat roofs of the buildings that surround my office, before storming it in a lame but armed way. I then woke up.

This morning there are workers atop the flat roof of the pub at the back of the office, one of which was extending a telescopic something or other just as I arrived this morning.

I know of course that it wasn’t a gun and maybe my dream was because I saw him doing the very same thing yesterday, but that didn’t stop me dropping like a stone and crawling commando style to my desk, which I’m currently underneath and where I plan to remain for the rest of the day.

Okay, so in reality I just though ‘how odd’ and continued on my way. But this morning I was thinking if I could ‘phone in not sick, but with a bad case of the premonitions.

My other dream, about being in bed with a beautiful 17 year old woman and consequently being caught and beaten by her angry father, I am simply putting down to the topping on my pizza.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think its funny how some dreams stick with a person and others are quickly forgotten. I went through a period of dreaming about bombs, but it was because I was falling asleep to Fox News.

Once when I was 8 I dreamt that my family and i were on our way to Hawaii inside of a big whale and we ran across these people that had been stranded on a tiny island that was full of trash. Much to my dismay, we had to turn around and take them back to California and thanks to the lack of speed of the whale, it took our entire vacation and didn't get to go to Hawaii.

To this day that's one of the most disappointing dreams I've ever had....

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