tales from an ordinary world

2001-06-07

Dream: I'm walking through some empty showgrounds, and student radio's being piped through the speakers as I wander along the abandoned pathways. In one of the bigger buildings/sheds/whatever, there's a couple of people, presumably hanging around the radio station - a couple of sneering teenagers, and the "den mother", a girl I vaguely knew from Monash. I wander on, listening to nervous voices announcing their favourite songs over tinny speakers hanging from overhead cables and poles.

Later, I'm in a house near a street. It's dark, and there's cars parked outside, but inside the house the living room's full of clothes racks and prams, and I'm making my way through, trying not to knock anything over.