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[solitary_summer]

Strange dream I had this morning between the alarm going off and me actually waking up an hour later...


Felt like I should remember the part before this one, but it'd been slipping away too fast... not even really sure there was anything to remember at all.

Slightly like running away from something, driving in my father's car.
Driving somewhere, then suddenly in a bus, driving ?? (don't think so); small child sleeping curled up on my purple suede leather coat crumpled nest-like on the floor. Double deck bus; going to Schönbrunn with M. and someone else. And she threw a fit over some book's gay story line and called someone and demanded they remove it (??).

Weird ugly not 'real', but alive animals in stark tiny concrete pens.

Sitting in this glass pavilion and in the baroque garden outside, sloping down to a pool (lake?), many large Komodo dragons lazily moving around, very surreal; sitting near a glass door, one of them just outside, waiting, and I knew I shouldn't open the door, but i did and it slipped inside so very fast.

Then it all turned a little nightmarish, me running, and then hiding in some tiny room (store room? toilet? but there was no lock) holding the door shut, dark inside, suddenly felt the lizard's tongue flicking through the crack between the door and the jamb, up and down, always getting longer, tried to avoid it and keep the door closed at the same time. Then it started to go just through the door, denting and bending it like plastic. The door loosened and fell on the animal, somehow I squashed it. And it turned out it had been only a tiny one, after all and this was a part relief, part scary; weird, but what if the small ones were already that strong?

Feeling I'd be safer with people than alone, walking outside again, waiting there with the chauffeurs of all the people who'd come to the party.

Woke up then, very weird.



Woke up and the room was actually light for once, after days and days of dense fogs and gloom; a clear morning, storm shaking the bare trees in the yard, chasing the clouds over the sky, glimpses of blue and sun. During the day it clouded over with a slight rain, but it was a cold and clear night when I came home, moon and stars out.


Andromeda season 3 finale. Just. Wow. I have no words. Or rather, I actually have quite a lot of words but won't be able to turn them into a comprehensive and coherent post tonight and still get up in time for a whole day of Christmas cookie baking tomorrow. Need to sleep, badly.

Suffice it to say that it almost - almost - reconciled me with a lot of the 3rd season crap, but really, would it have hurt them (other than KS's ego that is - presumably) to let KHC bring out the Shakespeare like that more often... it would have vastly improved the series.

Prepared one of tomorrow's cookies, then got stuck in front of the tv watching 'Billy Elliott', which was really quite good and not too cliched; some very touching moments and the kid who played Billy was amazing.