Sunday 19 July 2015 00:59 to 07:43
(6:44 hours)
It took me a while to fall asleep last night, possibly because of the copious amounts of sleep I've had recently while I was ill. When I did get to sleep I slept solidly, and woke up before the alarm from a dream.
This is the first dream I've remembered properly in ages.
I definitely have dreamt recently, particularly when I was ill, but all I've remembered has been fragments of vague feelings. It's nice to remember my dreams, but I'd forgotten how long it takes to write them up!
Dreams:
Visiting Dad and Sue (and Mandy?)
I dreamt that I was visiting Dad and Sue in Spain. The first part that I remember was arriving at a bar.
I don't particularly remember getting to the bar, but I'm pretty sure they picked me up from the airport and took me straight there. It also wasn't their regular bar, or even the kind of place that they would normally go to. It seemed more like a hotel with a bar area and several other seating areas too.
When we were sat at the table, someone came in that they knew and they asked us if we were going to something beginning with 'S' (I don't remember the name of it now). My dad was not impressed with the suggestion and ranted a little about why he wouldn't want to go there. I'm not sure what exactly it was but it sounded like some kind of bar.
After the people moved on and found a table, we started talking again. Dad was saying he didn't know what to do for dinner tonight, and Sue said that she didn't want to eat out. Dad said that he didn't have anything in to make dinner and it was a Sunday so everywhere would be closed where we could buy food, so eating out was our only option. Sue was insisting that she didn't want to go out but Dad was telling her that there really was no other option.
Once we'd finished our drinks we left. We walked through one of the other rooms in the bar and there was a round table with about 10 English people sitting around in. They seemed to recognise me and asked me if I was going to the place beginning with 'S' and I thought it sounded interesting. I asked Dad what it was and he told me it was the place we were talking about earlier and that it was awful, so I told them I wasn't going and we left.
When we were outside we had to walk for a while to get home. I was talking about the seaside for some reason so Dad led us on a bit of a detour so that we could go via the sea. We didn't actually go to the beach but it was nice to see the sea.
On the way back home I was moaning about Yu Lee. I was annoyed that we only had one car, and was saying it was annoying when I come here because it means that I don't have a car when I get here. Dad said "you can always borrow our car," and as he was replying I realised what I was saying actually made no sense at all: even if we had two cars I would still have to leave the second car at the airport and rent a car here so it wouldn't help at all!
We arrived at my dad's place, but this was an apartment building instead of the villa he lives in in real life. I'm not sure why, but for some reason I was wearing a suit.
We entered the apartment building and it had a really confusing layout with lots of corridors and staircases. We started to head up towards his apartment, through several corridors and up some staircases. The look and feel of the place where we were had slowly progressed from the usual Spanish rendered concrete apartment building to something a lot more luxurious and old-fashioned: the area we were in now had lots of woodwork, with dark wooden panels on the walls and staircases with traditional wooden banisters.
As I walked up a flight of stairs I came to a section that was really narrow. The whole area was made of wood and you had to kind of turn sideways and squeeze through a very narrow doorway. I couldn't quite fit, and I felt that my suit was too cumbersome to be able to move into the right position.
I looked round and Dad and Sue were waiting at the bottom of the stairway I'd just climbed, with a look on their faces that said "And that's why we never go that way!"
I walked back down to them and we went a different way. Then things got really weird.
Suddenly Sue was my aunt Mandy, and we were walking up another narrow staircase. My dad was behind me and Mandy (or Sue?) was behind him. All of a sudden she started trying to kiss him, and then she leaned right in and was really kissing him. She put her hand out to lean onto something and it landed on the back of my leg, so that she was kind of leaning on me. I found the whole situation pretty uncomfortable so I hurried up and continued up the stairs, but she was leaning on my leg harder than I'd realised so she fell over forwards and landed on my dad.
"Ow Steve, I was leaning on you!" she shrieked at me as I hurried onwards towards the apartment.
This is the last thing I remember before waking.