I go to a shopping centre in the middle of a huge city. There is a huge parking complex which one section is for "actors only". The time is 3pm and I park in the tall thin section of the actors only section. I then realise I don't need to go to the shops so I put my parking ticket into the pay machine and it comes out saying I parked at 1.99pm and left at 3.36pm. I am trying to find someone to help me with the problem when I am suddenly a mother with a husband who is a workaholic and I have a son.
We are at home and we take in a man who got injured. This man becomes a father figure to my son but I know he has to leave before my husband gets home from work as he has a horrible jealousy streak. We live in a small town and we go to a town meeting where everyone falls in love with the stranger. We all end up walking along the edge of a forest and my husband comes home and goes into a jealous rage and I tell him if he was home more his son wouldn't forget him.
I am now back in the carpark with a man who is a carer for a physically disabled boy and he is trying to help him go to the toilet. I wander around the streets trying to find my carpark and the shopping centre and there is a huge line up at the cinemas for everyone to see the opening preview of Alice in Wonderland. The people are all dressed in huge tall outfits as Santa Claus, The Mad Hatter, Snow White, Easter Bunny and the Queen of Hearts. Arnold Schwarzenegger is there dressed in a bunny outfit and he points me in the direction of the carpark.
The carpark has now turned into a writing guild and people are learning how to write in the "old way" with stories of dragons and griffins and minotaurs. I have to climb the inside of the building but the screens with the stories (which go up the wall) move along the wall so it is difficult to climb up. Just before I fall I wake up.
Friday, February 19, 2010
Dragons, car parks and a movie?
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