Dream

I had a nice and calm evening yesterday, zapping between “the queen”, “the green line” and the world championship of athletism. France only got 2 medals on perch high jump because this cute aussie just jumped higher (pretty logicla huh?).

The queen was pretty boring, i don’t understand why it got so much eloges when the movie went out in cinema 2006. Plus i found it quite disturbing to see real people plaid by people that “nearly” look like the real one. It seemed so fake to me. IT would have been better to put the real people playing their real part.

The green line was shitlong plus i think i already saw it like three times, so it was nothing new or exciting longer to me.

So i went to bed, woke up this morning at 6 (which is cool: my body is finally accepting that the vacations are over!) and i felt asleep again. And then, i made a first dream. I was with a friend of my parents near Tours and should travel to USA with my horse (who is dead by now unfortunatly). It felt pretty cool to prepare her to travel by plane and to fly too and land somewhere i had no idea which place it was. IT has a lot of moutains, pretty dry but not a lot of people, just like nature and us. I woke up again and made a second dream.

In this second dream, i was at my parents new place (which is not happening in real life). they had been really creative with decoration and so in the flat and it was pretty modern although they had their old furnitures and so. And then, i had to work. Well, i was sitting and driking coffee at work and thinking of some meetings i would have to lead then (for real in real life) and one of my colleagues told me he had to talk with me right now. Hum, not much time i replied but ok, come we go in my room. when we sat together, he told me that he got AIDS because one of the girls he dated from the internet had it and did not tell him, so now he was infected and would prolly die soon. It was a hard moment and excatly now a bunch of people went into my room, without asking if it was ok to come in and watch through the windows. I asked what they did and if they could let us be in peace and no, they couldn’t. They were looking at the view here because they would rent a part of the building to work. I was pretty pissed but had to go to a meeting. At this meeting, i got some good inputs for my other coming meetings.

It was magical, because when i woke up, i exactly knew what i had to write and how i had to prepare the meetings from this coming week. yeah for me working in my dreams. By the way, is that over time work? how do i have to repport this? I have no clue how long it lasted!