tales from an ordinary world

2000-03-19

In dreams we walk
and everything's different.

dream (afternoon) : walking a city street, with mum & jo. We look up in the sky and see a 747 flying over (maybe as an indication that I'm in NYC ?). I notice I'm holding a chair, one of the ones from my parents' kitchen, but I can't work out why I brought it with me. We keep walking, into a food court. One of the Chinese takeaways is called Monash somethingorother, which seems fairly amusing, because I'm pretty sure we're not in Melbourne (where just about everything's being called the "Monash this" or "Monash that" these days). I forget if we decide to get food there or not, but we end up deciding to eat at one of these places. I walk around the right side of the food display to see what else there was to eat. There's lots of live food behind the glass. A lobster(?) walks around inside the display case. Further away, a snake eats some other probable menu item...we go and look. It seems to have turned into an open wildlife park. Some wombats scurry by, and Mum jumps down this small cliff-face to look at something. And what happened to that snake ?