It is the second time I substitute my sister with my dog in a dream . To be perfectly honest it is the third time these two change places in my mind , because I have also dreamt of my dog talking in my sister 's voice , but this substitution was the other way around . I saw I had gone to take a nap and when I woke up my sister had chewed some of my things and left them as a messy pile in front of my mother 's old couch . I could not figure out exactly what it was that she had destroyed . She did the same thing again when I left her alone for a little . When I came back I asked her why she was doing this to me and if she did not know I would always be returning . She run off into the bathroom to hide and would not speak to me , only give me a hurt stare . She looked much younger than she is . Then I saw that I was with P . and we were climbing up to a terrace at his parent 's house . We went up too quickly for me to understand the process , but when we got to the top of the balustrade I realized that we had used a hanging rope . There was a level with stairs , yet in order to get there I would have to hang from , and move slowly on , the previously mentioned rope . It was not even properly stretched and the distance to the stairwell was 3 or 4 metres , while the distance from the ground must have been at least 5 metres . I knew I could not do this . I have a fear of heights that makes my palms sweat instantly when I glide a bit higher than the ground . I panicked and started to cry . P . said he would find something to make me feel safer and left . He returned with a small mattress and a second piece of rope . I still could not do it and I was starting to get angry and searching in my mind for somebody to blame . I have been trapped high in other dreams as well , mostly on staircases , and usually I choose to jump . I can 't remember having been trapped before so badly , though . The thought of jumping crossed my mind but the distance looked so big that I was not sure at all that I would not miss the mattress and crash on the floor or even that the mattPosted by It 's been a while . It is not that I haven 't been dreaming , I just did not feel like writing in the morning . For example , a few days ago I saw I had caught a strange disease but they had saved me by putting my brain in a new body that was an exact replica of mine . The transplant was 100 % successful and I was happier than ever . I had my previous body in a very small coffin next to my bed . I was impressed by how small it was . We would bury it the next day . I kept thinking that I am a rather small person . Over all , it was a happy dream . A funny thing about dreams is that if you don 't put them down on paper , or tell them to someone right away they just fade within minutes . For example , when I woke up I knew I had seen at least two lengthy dreams . I 've been awake for just an hour and now I know I will only be able to recall bits and pieces . I think I dreamt that I had moved with my mother , sister and P . back to my hometown . We had also kept an apartment at the capital , just in case we needed to spent a night there . I had to be there to meet the sister of my sister 's godmother , whom I haven 't seen for years . I think she studied advanced mathematics and got married to a very tall man ( she is a rather small woman , too ) . In my dream she was a lawyer , like her sister . We met and she invited me for a drink with her colleagues . We went to a nice area with lots of crowded small bars . We got inside and squeezed through the crowd . Apparently somebody was dissatisfied with the first table we chose because we moved to another spot in the same place by some stairs . I can 't remember if we went upwards or downwards but the access was not easy . We had to join two tables because we were a lot of people . A big waitress came to take our order . I wanted a glass of white wine but I never got the chance to ask for it because the waitress ignored me . The girl 's husband came over and I thought he was not as tall as I had heard he was . He was taller than her and me but still , he was just average for a man of his age . The time passed and I got boPosted by I saw that I was in an older Athens . I was making clothes . I had made two similar dresses . One in the colour of mustard and one black with mustard coloured details . I got outside on an alley between tall buildings . I was co - operating with a team of artists that had gotten into some politician 's eye and we had to flee because they would try to attack us . Then it all changed and I was there with my mother . I told her I would take a small walk . I got to an opening at a crossroads . I had bought some herbal tea from the mountains and was holding it on my hand . When I reached tho other side of the road I noticed that somebody had threw a lot of toys at the garbage . I squeezed through items until I was close enough to collect my loot . There were Lego and Playmobile and lots of other toys inside tin boxes , baskets and bags . I picked two of the largest tin boxes and started filling them with toys . As I was searching I found a bigger box and exchanged my previous one with it . I collected as much as i could carry and started walking back home . I had to pass between a couple of kiosks and stools that sold snacks . I saw then that I was carrying one of those old - school wheeled trays , the kind that was used to carry groceries back home . It was too bulky and I had to lift it up in order to pass . Up to that point it was making a terrible racket but when I lift it up it stopped . I woke up soon after that , terribly disappointed with the thought that it 's a great pity not to be able to bring thingd back from your dreams . Last night I dreamed that I was in London with my good friend K . . We had just arrived and I would only stay there for a day . There were so many things I wanted to do that I had no time for a break . I remember us walking around in wide avenues and pass through grassy parks . Whenever I dream of London it seems to have some made - up characteristics . It is more grey than brown and much more industrial . Actually , London in my dreams resembles to Canary Wharf , despite the fact than even when I leaved there it was one of the places I did not visit so often , although it always intrigued me . My friend K . and I passed through a local market with groceries and bought some snacks . It was getting late in the afternoon and we did not have much time left . We passed through a museum and then we were about to visit Tate Modern . I wanted to go to the loo but I needed 50 p . and I did not have any change on me . I decided to wee outside the toilets between a couple of bushes . A security guard in a yellow t - shirt and blue trousers saw me and notified someone through a large radio . I tried to lifts my panties and accidentally I urinated on them . I called to the guard to apologise and make an excuse but he was disgusted by me . Another on came near and I was still trying to lift my underwear . Finally , a woman joined them and I called for her . She came near me and not only was she not disgusted but she gave me a sympathetic look . I apologised to her and informed her of my lack of time . I asked how much would be the fine I would have to pay , so as to finish with the process as soon as possible and proceed to my errands . They lead me to an office where an alcoholic red head was waiting for me . She invited me in for a drink . I followed her in a room covered with bookshelves . I tried to explain why I had been caught urinating outside the designated area . She did not seem to mind it much and would not make me pay a fine but neither did she let me leave either . And then the dream became really complicated . While I was waiting in this woman 's office I transformed into a plate with some watery dough . Then my face rose from the surface , followed by the rest of my body . Soon I was standing with crepe dough dripping from me . My skin stabilized and I was holding a rather stable and descent crepe au chocolate . In my second dream I was with P . . We were walking around a Mediterranean market . I can 't remember exactly what it was we were looking for but the shops were about to close and we had to hurry . We got into a shop that sold fine fabrics . Large kimonos made of tartan in various shades of muddy colours were hanging from the ceiI woke up and got up with a very small hangover and sweating . Posted by Last night I woke up with terrible abdominal cramps . Half - awake , I saw images of lighted cores that represented a path through which I would manipulate the pain . It resembled a game I was playing last week . I was sharing a single bed with P . and I know he had trouble sleeping in such a narrow space , especially with all this heat , so I was trying to take as less space as possible . I really needed to fold my legs though , so I turned against the wall and tried to get into a position that would ease my suffering . As I was relaxing , I saw that I was enfolded in pristine mechanical parts , white and cromium . They were folding and unfolding slowlly . Eventually , I slept deeply and dreamt a dream of my favourite genre ; a sci - fi one . I was in a city with P . It was war time . I was in a public building after curfew . It was very dangerous to be out because there were people that wanted to manipulate our minds . If we got cought we would get brainwashed . I was hiding behind some desks . I met two more people there that seemed to still have full contiousness . Together we would probably manage to escape . A few officials came in the building . Among them was a beautiful dominant woman . Somehow they convinced us that we were not in danger . We thought we had tricked them to believe that we were with them . I decided to make an attempt to escape but when I tried to locate my comrades I realised we had fallen into a trap . They had brainwashed one of us , Bob , and erased his memory . He no longer knew who he was , neither who I was and he tried to capture me . I got into a narrow corridor with more than ten high - tech elevators . I pushed a button and waited . A very short and chubby woman with thick black hair and black clothes , pulling a medium size trolley , stood in front of an elevator door oposite me . My lift came first and I suggested she came with me . She said that she would not use an elevator unless she would be alone in there . I felt sorry for her and told her she could go first , then and that I would wait for another one . She left and soon after that I also got into a cubicle . I pushed a button for the eleventh floor but realised it was the seventh I should get to . I pushed the stop button and the lift stopped between two floors . I ould hear people outside so I started punching the door with my fists but no one would respond . Then I realized that I could actually move the whole thing by pushing the wall and I did so untill I was infront of a door . I got out . I was in a hospital . I took the stairs this time and atarted going downwards . When I got to the first floor I saw a coridor that would lead me out . The whole place resembled slightly to MOMA , architectur - wise . A man in white was walking in front of me . I followed him . He was carrying a large metallic construction . He placed it on the floor and crawled under it . I did the same but when I was about to get out , a couple of doctors blocked my way with a barier . I asked permission to pass through but they suggested that I go the other way because they were baout to use this space for patients with contagious explosive diarrhea . I felt really bad for having crawlled on this space and made my way back as fast as I could . From a distance I saw people shtting frozen blood . The doctors where saying that these people 's sacrifise would save million others . I got out on the street and met P . It was dusk . He told me that somebody was making a film about the nineties , which was why the whole city was covered in peculiar retro debris . He had a large wooden cart and was very happy about that . His friend O . also had one of these . Somebody had parked it on his back yard . Among all the things that were layed out on the street were some bags for cat food I had found at IKEA . I asked if there had been IKEA shops since the nineties . I also wanted to push the cart and he gave it to me . It was rather heavy and hard tro manage , but so much fun to operate on the empty streets . We passed through corridors and alcoves . This month , I have seen at least five dreams I haven 't felt like writing . They were long and fast and confusing with rapidly changing context . I shall try to write down what I dreamt about last night but before I do so I will Mention P . 's dream . P . woke up about half an hour after I did and he announced that he was was not talking to me , because I had been really shitty to him in his dream . He said he saw I was flirting with somebody 's American cousin and that I was paying no attention to him . Subsequently , he saw that he was sitting on a beach and that I came running towards him from a big distance . I approached him and smacked him on the face . I broke his glasses that also seemed to swallow as if they were hurt instead of his face . I appeared not to give a damn about how he felt and I was laughing . A real bitch . I dreamt I was at a party . There I met a friend of mine , from high - school , with whom I had been flirting for a short period . He informed me that his brother would also drop by later . He mentioned that his brother was adopted and that he was half - Chinese . The brother , indeed , came to the party and I thought he was remarkably handsome . We started chatting by the buffet . There was a lot of tension between us and despite the fact it felt really nice to be flirting , after being in a relationship for so long , I was so worried that P . might make his appearance in any minute and I would have to stop . I had no intention to lie to either of them but since the half - Chinese brother would leave the country on the next day , I thought it was safe to stay with him and hide the whole thing . I kept feeling that P . was near by , as if he was in the next room , or something . I also remember talking to my sister and then I found my self sitting in a conference room with people from my masters course . More specifically I remember an English girl called E . . She was a small girl , small for English that is , with honey coloured hair . Her hair was much longer than I remember it in reality . We left together and passed through a hotel lounge . A couple more girls were with us . I can 't recall who they were , though . She asked me about the half - Chinese fellow and I told her I would met him once more within a few minutes . He had asked me to deliver some sort of fuel to the hotel . We would meet right afterwards . We walked together to a car that was parked on a prairie some distance from the hotel . I would have to drive this car to the front door and give the fuel to somebody that would be waiting for me . It was in a big metallic vessel , like the kind that is used for liquid oxygen , or liquid gas . I was a bit worried it was not a safe thing to do and the request made me feel odd too . The girls got in the car with me and E . asked me to give her a handmade crochet scarf I was wearing . I did not want to because I had made it myself and I really liked it . She was pulling it form me , telling me she was freezing . I offered her another one that I had left in the car . She objected violently . In the end I fixed a hole she had created in the second one and she took it . I woke up . It was a turn off because it was a nice dream in comparison to the things I have been seeing lately . I slept again and tried to recreate it but I was unsuccessful in it . I woke up and got up . Posted by In my dream I mixed my sister and my dog . I saw that I had left my sister at my house for a little and when I came back she had eaten one of my dolls . I hit her and she took the dog 's expression . Then she run away . I run after her so as to apologize , despite the fact that I was still raging mad . I caught up with her and apologized . I asked her why she had done it and she said that she thought I was not coming back . It was a very disagreeable dream . I dreamt I was pregnant . I saw myself in a grey dress with a big belly . Then , I saw I was with P . and we were about to get married . I don 't remember seeing the process or wearing a white dress , but we did and afterwards people were gathering for the reception . Although the pregnancy was unexpected it was received well , unlike the marriage ceremony that was rushed . I was wondering who had decided about it and I told P . that it had not been my intention to marry him , just because I did not believe in marriage . He said he agreed but we had to do it for his father . I was in a room with other women , having some sort of lukewarm bachelor 's party . I did not know any of them - they came from P . 's family - but we were sitting around a table playing a painting game I don 't know . We were drinking something from plastic cups and it just dawned on me that I should stop smoking and drinking . One of them was looking for the markers and I realized I had collected most of them . I gave then back and she said they were finished and that I should through all of them away . She was repeating " all of them , all of them " in an " off with their heads " tone of voice . I did not plan to do this as I was sure that some of then were still functional . I left there and I wondered for a little while on the yard that surrounded the house . I met P . and we sat down besides some bushes . It was dusk and the light was very odd . He said he really liked sitting on that spot . We could also see in the neighbor 's garden . We saw a small girl running towards her house . The wedding ceremony must have taken place in the meantime because I was expected to go to the reception . People were in the house and I was trying to serve food , but we did not have enough salads . All we had was some boiled wild greens that looked really miserable . It was not so important as people would eat properly at a restaurant later . Everyone left and P . and I were left alone in his parents house . ( It didn 't really look like their actual house but more like a memory I have from a generic house Posted by I have been watching a series about undertakers and it affected a dream I saw this morning . It was about undertakers . I saw that the women that work as undertakers or belong to families of undertakers have a small scarecrow tattoo near their vagina so as to prevent ghosts from inserting . Later I dreamt I was an undertaker . I was in the desert , walking on the dunes , when I decided to check if I could fly . I could , even though it was more like hovering than flying . I was not very high so the landscape unfurled slowly under me . My vision seemed slightly blurred and the sand resembled the texture of a slightly rippled sea , apart from the fact that the waves were still . I flew for a couple of metres and then I landed , as I was waking up . Some days ago I was taking a cat nap and I dreamt I was in a car crush . A vehicle was coming towards us in top speed from the opposite direction and we could do nothing to avoid it . I was busy doing something else in the car , thus when I saw it coming I rushed into getting the embryonic position but I could not do it properly , as if I did not have enough space . Eventually we crushed . I felt no pain . I saw the windshield shatter and the fragments of glass flying all over the place . It was happening for so long that I started thinking about it . I thought that , perhaps , I should change my position or that I might be already dead and starting afterlife . Another day I saw that I was with P . and I . . She was about to poo when P . decided that she was not standing properly and pulled her leg slightly . She got up and searched for a new place . Then she made a huge turd . It must have had a diameter of 9 cm as it was coming out . The end - product was so big that I was not sure if I could pick it up with the plastic bags I usually use for this purpose and I was wondering whether I should just leave it there . My dog made an attempt to wake me up at half past six . The sun was already shinning but I was 3 hours of sleep short . I refused to get up and she returned to her bed . I slept again and had a dream . I saw I was with a friend of mine , apparently not a very close one . He was a lean blondy that talked a lot about his love nest . I got into his car and he drove me to a big cottage surrounded by nicely trimmed loan . Instead of opening the front door for me he opened a window under the porch and invited me in . He said that he shared the house but that the basement was his , only . I thought twice before going in . It looked dodgy to get into an underground room through a window . I refused and eventually we went into the house by the appropriate entrance . It was an expensively decorated house . He led me into his room . I asked if I could use the bathroom first . This room was covered by black marbles and the sink was covered by traditional embroidery . I removed it carefully , washed my hands and rearranged it carefully . I went back to the guy and we started getting undressed . The door opened and two old fellow students of mine got in . I put my dress back on , over a checkered shirt I was wearing , but it had the front side on the back . I tried to take it off so as to turn it around but it was too tight . I asked for help . He was just staring at me as if he had never helped anyone take a dress off before . I was left standing there with my arms raised above my head . One of the girls helped me . Then his brother joined us . He was an african classy homosexual with posh shoes , white shirt , grey trousers and shaved head . He was wearing a golden ring and had a glass of whiskey in his hands . I noticed at that point that there were two of everything in the house , half of which were covered in the previously mentioned embroidery . I understood that these objects belonged to the brother . The time had passed and I remembered that I had left my dog alone for many hours . I did not have my dog in mind but my sister 's . I decided to leave but wantedPosted by I dreamt I was with my sister . We were at the sea . The shore was very shallow and warm . I had to walk for quite a distance until I got deep enough so as to be able to swim . I was swimming when I passed from a spot that was especially warm . I thought it might be a volcanic source and dipped my head to see . It was not clear so I would have to get rather deep to trace the source of the heat . I swam underwater and saw that bellow me were carcasses from strange amphibian animals . They looked like oversize lizards . For a moment I thought that they were crocodiles but they looked different . The heat was coming from these animals . I could not decide how I felt about them and if I wanted to be swimming above them . I called at my sister to tell her about my findings . I kept going bellow and observing them . They were different kinds of animals . Some looked like a dried - up lizard I saw yesterday in the evening ( not in a dream ) and some like some graphic animals I saw in a computer game . It was very muddy and greenish - brown down there . The thought that I might get infected passed through my mind but my curiosity surpassed my feeling of self - preservation . I saw more but by the time I managed to write about it I forgot everything else apart from the lizards and the feeling of swimming in this primordial heat . I vaguely remember trying to tech in a class . The bell rung , the students left the room and I remained alone to collect my things . The teacher of the next lesson came over . It was a woman that looked very strict . She told me I was slow and that I should have evacuated her class by this time . I thought she was very rude and decided not to pay too much attention to her . She started making small talk . After a while I had managed to put all my possessions in my bag and left . I was looking for my next class when I got into an empty building that reminded me of a zinc warehouse . It was dark and dusty . I must have woken up soon after this . Last night 's dream was sexy . I dreamt I was with my sister and mother . Our mother would leave us and take the bus home . Me and my sister would take the subway . We were in Athens , near the " panepistimio " station . We went down the stairs but realized we didn 't have tickets . I asked my sister to wait for me in the platform while I would buy these . We were in a hurry because a protest was about to take place above us and the tube station might stop functioning . I passed through a complex of staircases and walls and got to the area where from I could by tickets . There were very long ques of people and all the automatic vendors were out of order . I tried going into another room . There I found a couple of functioning machines but they were rather old . I inserted the money and touched the screen so as to get the amount of tickets I wanted . I noticed that the fees had changed and I did not know which to get . I chose the most expensive , just to be on the safe side . In the mean time the station had transformed from an underground one to an overground railway one . I started searching the platforms for my sister , getting increasingly worried as I understood the vastness of the building and that we were also running out of time . I asked a clerk who said that they might have to close down the station early . As the time passed I thought that my sister might have taken a train without a ticket . I decided to walk to another tube station , where the bus to our home town left from to see if she had got there . What stopped me was the thought that there was a massive demonstration taking place out on the street . I got out and faced a block of policemen . I lifted my arms and passed through them showing them my hands . Apparently I could not go very far , thus I decided to get back inside the station from another entrance . I found my self once more in a complex of staircases , alcoves and corridors . In a dark corner I met a man that seamed to work for the subway . I told him I had to get either to the platform to find my sister , either to the tPosted by This morning I had one of the strangest dreams . I saw that I had agreed to go and work in my fathers workshop while he would be absent . In the dream it was located to the outskirts of a town . There were two separate spaces , formed like cubicles , but their walls were old wooden bookshelves enclosing desks with lots of rusty old things on top . He also had two apprentices the wore dirty overalls . In order to get there I had to pass by a garage . The road that passed in front of the building was hectic with traffic , so I was obliged to stand there for a couple of minutes so as to get the opportunity to get to my job safe . The garage was owned by a Chinese that peed on me once . He starting urinating in front of me and then started aiming further and further until a few drops fell on my legs . I did not particularly disgusted but I got really angry . The same thing happened on the second day as well . He had an awful grin on his face as he was doing his extraordinary stunt - after all , he could hit a target with his wee within a distance of three metres if not more - while I was asking him to stop doing this . I got to my work rather annoyed and as soon as I got there I saw a very peculiar crowed looking for me . They looked like circus people . There was a small man in a tall hat and brownish / gray / greenish clothes . He could move very fast and followed me where ever I went . I was sitting on my desk and he was looking over my shoulder and as I turned my head away from him , he would be facing me behind my other shoulder . This man wanted something from me . He would not say clearly what it was though . At the same time I had an exhibition taking place in the building behind me . It looked like a massive post - industrial barn . A big crowed had gathered and they were sitting on long benches as if in a traditional feast . I approached my old professor of aesthetics to ask about the sort of work she would like me to present . I found it hard to locate her because her appearance had changed . She looked very thin and small . She was in a floweryPosted by I dreamt I was at college . I was looking for a new space within which I could work . My pathway leader , J . , showed up and led me to the area designed for me . I hated it because it was on a veranda of some sort . I usually work sitting down and I also like my space to be really clean , so I was really annoyed by this decision . Further on I would certainly freeze during the winter . He told me not to worry too much about that because the college 's funding had been cut down and thus , there would be no heating for anyone . He also mentioned it was a good spot because his father had his studio there , to the attached building and I would be able to talk to him and ask for advice . Then I heard somebody calling my name . I got through a door to an external corridor and met my professor of aesthetics . The whole building looked old , industrial and rusty . It resembled and old ship . The woman told me that the school had huge issues because the new minister of education considers it useless and that we might loose our degrees . I asked if this would have any consequences in my carrier as a practitioner apart from the fact that I would not be able to teach . As I was thinking about it later I realized I was not in any real trouble because my high - school marks were high enough to keep me in the job . Subsequently , I found myself on the street . The atmosphere was gloomy . I was walking around this industrial area when I got to a building I really liked . I understood it was the main building of the school of Fine Arts and swore at my luck for being located to the secondary , not so nice one . In the meantime I talked to my sister and she informed me that on this night there would be a strange phenomenon that would render me completely dangerous , so if nothing more I would have to be strapped down until the following day . We arranged an appointment and I got moving . I kept walking and walking but not getting to my destination , while the dark started falling . And then something strange happened . I got stubbed in the neck . My blood started pouring . Posted by It all started with me being slightly late for class . I was going to teach drawing . I had my dog with me , except for that it had duplicated . I was walking with two dogs that looked exactly the same . One of them was walking calmly by my feet but the other one was running around . I cought the berserk dog and told it off . It spat in my mouth . I started spiting back at it . I got to the college where I teach after passing through a large square that reminded me of my home town . One of the dogs got away but I was over an hour late , so I did not sit to wait for it . I went upstairs and the secretary told me off for being so late . I told her I had called and spoken to another girl I did not know . She responded that she had probably forgotten to let them know and that thus it was not my fault . She also told me that i would have to share the class with other people giving exams . I did not like this one bit . I got into a crowded classroom . My students had been forced to sit apart from one another . I did not like this either . Then I started building our composition but an annoying woman told me I could not do this because it would distract her students . She showed me some ceramic vessels stalked on each other . I don 't know what was the purpose of it . I started speaking loudly to my students while the rest of the teachers gave me looks of disapproval . I walked out of the class and asked for my lesson to get rescheduled because apparently I could not teach under these circumstances . I left there and met with P . I told him I had lost one of the dogs but that it was probably fulling around in the neibourhood and that it would come back sooner or later . Then , I was at a party with my sister and her friends . The atmosphere was joyful and I saw a couple of nice faces as well . At some point a rather handsome guy came crawling under the chairs where we were sitting . I leaned backwards and approached his face . I was bent in a way so that my face was upside down . We kissed . I got up and continued talking casually . I also remember talking tPosted by I dreamt I was with P . in London . We had stayed for a couple of days in a students residence and we were about to move out and catch a flight to an unknown destination . Suddenly we realized we were broke and we had to find an ATM to get some cash in order to pay our rent . Something went wrong though and P . could not use his card . I had a magnetic one instead of one with a chip . I know that they are not easily accepted in London so I decided to use an ATM . I could not remember my pin though . We were standing next to the information desk trying to solve our problems . Subsequently we left this place , still trying to get some money somehow . We found ourselves at the beginning of an underground passage that would lead us to the airport . I could not afford a ticket though , so I started looking for another ATM , one that would accept my card without a PIN . We ended standing in a row in a cafeteria . Something went wrong and we were standing on the edge of a huge watery hole that had opened behind us , holding tightly from a balustrade and a rope . It was very hard and people were staring at us , laughing but not helping . Then we fell into the water . We kept sinking deeper and deeper . Our faces started deteriorating . We were being punished and our punishment was to become zombies until we collected some money . Then we were out on the street again , in our usual forms but still poor . We got into a bar and I was thinking that maybe I could earn something by showing my tits . I saw an aunt of mine sitting on a stool by the bar . I explained my problems to her and asked her to lend my something . She did it and we left . We got into the bar next door and sat among people that were talking loudly . This is were my dream came to an end I dreamt I was flirting with a professor of mine . He looked remotely like Indiana Jones . We were sort of " discussing " on whether it would be appropriate to kiss or not . I was not sure if I wanted to start going out with him but I definitely wanted to kiss him . The thing is that he was so tall that even if I tried I could not make the first move . My head reached as high as his elbow . He was just standing there in front of me , with an enigmatic look on his face , and I was annoyed by the fact that I was unable to do anything . I told him that he was gigantic . He smiled . Then we parted and I met his mother . She was an elegant woman in her mid - fifties . I was left alone in his house and I started cooking lentils . I discovered he had been copying a book and pasting the pages on the walls around the house . He also had a large pool instead of a bathtub . Later I joined a group of his students . They were in the back of a van and I helped them get off . I touched playfully one of them and felt his chest bones protruding from his skin . I looked inside his t - shirt and realized he was something between a zombie and a mummy . His face and hands were intact but the skin under his clothes was highly deteriorated . He seemed aggressive , suddenly , and I started running . I passed through a door and when I tried to lock it behind me I accidentally opened it , he saw me and started running towards me . I got through another door in the kitchen and found the prof 's mother . I tried to warn her but my words came out muffled . Then it was peaceful again and I was lone in the house . I checked the food and added some water . Then I saw a baking tray and poured water inside to rinse it . I discover it had some sort of noodles inside and realized I had done something stupid . I poured some of the water out and left as I had found it . Following , I continued reading the copied book . It stopped abruptly . I wanted to read more . It resembled poetry or random beautiful phrases . I would have to wait for him to copy some more . In the meantime he hag got into the pPosted by I saw I was going to a v . i . p . restaurant to attend a dinner with important people . I found the building and went up the stairs . When I reached the top I saw that in order to get in I had to crawl under an iron door . There were two triangular openings , barely large for a full grown person to pass through them . I squeezed through and got to my table . I can 't remember much about the dinner . I remember going through the previously mentioned opening multiple times and each time it seemed somehow smaller until I found it rather hard to get my chest through . I thought that I should mention this to whoever was in charge . Large breasted women would find it very hard to get in . Later I saw my sister . She was sitting on a table among friends . I sat down with them . She said I was drunk . I realized I was almost hanging from my chair , about to fall to the ground and I was also half - naked . I felt embarrassed and left . On the street I met an old house - mate of mine , R . . He said that if I did not feel comfortable enough to share a bed with my ex - boyfriend , he could sleep in R . 's room because he would be away for the night . I responded that we were perfectly all right with each other and that it was not a big issue to share a bedroom . I walked to the house and met my friend D . there . I had to go to the basement to turn on the lights from the fuze box . Accidentally I cut the electricity for a moment on the whole building . I heard the sound of Macs restarting . I called out at D . to come and help me . We tried to fix things but it was not an easy task , because the fuze box kept changing shape . When I woke up I tried to remember how much I had had to drink last night and if I had really met my sister . Soon I realized it was a dream , the first dream I was able to remember after a long time . I had also seen a very vivid one , with a woman that had got trapped in a lift . I could see her body going up as the lift was descending . In the end I could see only her orange and brown plaid skirt and her old - timish shoes . I dreamt I was being chased by the Arab mafia . I was supposed to have a brother , or I was hanging around somebody else 's brother . This brother had met some people that were throwing a party in a mansion and I went along . When we got there they put us in a room on the furthest end of the house , in a room where they were kneading dough for Arabian pita . There were men handling a very thin dough . For some reason I thought they were also making Eucharist . A large man started bulling us . The brother person was very cool but I was afraid they were fanatics and we had insulted them somehow . The very large man held a pen to my head and he claimed it was a gun . At some point that he was talking to the others and his grip became looser I turned his hand towards his oversize stomach that was at the height of my face and pushed the trigger . Nothing happened . He looked taken aback and although by that time I thought he was bluffing , I started believing that it actually was a gun . I tried to push it far from my head and shoot as soon as I could . We straggled for a little while and I pushed its trigger a couple of times more . Eventually I heard a bang and the tip of the pen was smoking . A clerk came in and said something about the chicken fights about to start and that the large man should go there because he was the referee . I grubbed the opportunity and run to the door . I fought my way out . It was very crowded and I kept pushing people aside . The men from the kitchen were chasing after me . I got to the door and managed to close them inside . They had a good grip on me but I hit their hands with the door . Then I started running like crazy . I kept looking behind my shoulder and despite the fact that I could hear them I saw nobody . I was running along with my dog that kept stopping to sniff and I was asking her to hurry . We got to a dark small grassy roundabout , in the middle of nowhere , and I tried to hitch a ride . A car stopped but it was filled with things because the people inside were going on vacation and they had taken so maPosted by I think it is really odd how I can remember so many details from my dreams during the first minutes when I wake up but they disappear from my mind within the time it takes me to make something to drink and sit in front of the computer . Last night I saw that P . was pregnant . His tummy had become round . We had not questioned this strange occurrence . We went to a pharmacy and they gave me a strange instrument for my wisdom teeth . It looked like a small tool used by tailors to remove threads , one that looks like a small fork , with one " tooth " sorter that the other . On the top of its edges it had two small colourful orbs . I think they were red . I placed it in my mouth as indicated . I could not really talk with it in there and decided to remove it . The bloody thing was stuck . I pulled forcefully but it felt as if I was pulling my teeth along ! I managed to take it out and observed that the orbs had disappeared . I thought it must have magnetized the core of my teeth . The pharmacist 's assistant said that these instruments were obsolete because they did not do much good and on the contrary , they could damage teeth . We started talking about P . 's pregnancy . I was wondering how and when he had obtained a uterus . He said he hadn 't , that he had become pregnant just like that . The assistant agreed with me that there could be no pregnancy without a uterus and suggested that he went to get an ultra - sound so as to see exactly what was happening in his abdomen . In the mean time the assistant was opening boxes that contained the previous instrument in various sizes . He took out a particularly long one and he said that it was a means of contraception and if I would like to test it . I declined the offer and stayed there sitting on a white chair . A group of girls came through the door . One of them was not feeling so well . We started talking and found out that we had all been working for S . - my last employer in Th . - and that we all had a leather bag , made from scrap pieces taken from this shop . They all looked different as each of us had Posted by I saw I was working in an office and I resigned . I found myself invited for an interview in one of the most bizarre places I have ever dreamed of . All the scenery reminded me of the charming , dreary old London . I got into a big room with a desk behind which a woman was sitting . I was feeling nervous because there were more people sitting on a couch opposite her . She had some dossiers in front of her but no c vs were visible . She asked me what I had studied and I explained , mentioning that my current practice involves more painting that sculpture . She looked discontent and said she did not know if I would be a good enough painter , not having studied this subject in a school . I got irritated and started explaining that my studies were not exclusive in sculpture and that I have also studied history of art and been in various workshops , until I got angry and questioned her ability to judge . The people on the couch gave me approving looks . Then the appearance of the space was completely different . I was in a bigger space , siting on a couch . The women I used to work with in my previous job were sitting beside me . There was a young man at the desk . While he was asking questions I felt more and more sleepy . I could hardly keep my eyes open . I think I must have dozed off because I opened my eyes and I saw that I was sitting next to a middle - aged man , with white hair , going bald , and reading glasses . He was supposed to be my previous employer . I asked if I had fainted and he responded positively . I said I must be anemic but I knew it was something else . I thought I might have been dragged . It was a very odd place anyway . I did not know what kind of job I had applied for but the walls were painted in vibrant colours and there were bubble gum and lollipop stickers everywhere . All employs were dressed in beautiful dark blue coats that were similar to the one I am usually wearing but they also looked like doctor 's coats . I got up to see the interviewer because I was sitting on the far end of the couch and there was a pillar inPosted by I 'm in P . 's back yard . Actually , I 'm in his recently deceased grandfather 's back yard , collecting sun . It 's supposed to be therapeutic for my condition . Apart from the fact that I can 't see the screen clearly , it feels good . I dreamt I was in a nightclub . It was full of show people and performers . Everybody were slim , tall and glamorous . I could see people dancing and enjoying their drinks , with sunglasses on . I pushed my way out and got in a taxi . It was dark . There were other passengers as well . We drove towards P . 's neighborhood in his hometown . I asked the driver to let me off a couple of blocks away . Next , I found myself in an apartment . There were some people among whom was K . We had a small dispute between joke and reality and I turned towards him and told him that he did not really love me neither of the times . He gave me an odd look and I felt that I had done something wrong . I walked off by a porch . I dreamt I was learning a therapeutic / promotional process that involved forming an image . I was working with an instructor that was asking me questions and according to my response he altered the picture . It was meant to show me the process of achieving my goal by posing questions that guided my answers . The picture that was supposed to be formed was a particularly happy one with a naive rainbow and the sort . I also dreamt that I went to a bank and I was very stoned . I felt awkward because it was very tight security - wise . I had to fill - in forms with my personal information and I was afraid I would do something wrong and be accused . It was also rather hard to keep up with the clerk that was helping me as he was constantly changing desk and was leaving my papers in the previous one , so I had to go and interrupt other customers to get them back . I woke up thinking of the song " magnificent seven " by the Clash . Yesterday I dreamt again I was pregnant but the dream was an adventure style one . I told P . about it when I woke up but I can 't remember anything now . I have had terrible difficulty in convincing myself to get out of bed during the last weeks . In addition to this I can 't remember my dreams and when I do I am too bored to write them down . But today 's was a keeper . I have forgotten half of it because I half - woke up and then I was dreaming I was writing about it and it got further complicated . It all started in a cottage in an isolated small village I had gone to visit with P . We were staying in a house , that resembled my mother 's , that somebody we did not know so well had lent us . We had a big bag of green with us and were about to get down to business when we heard sounds from the back yard . I went out to check and I saw some people at the door about to get in . I told P . about it and approached them to ask what it was they wanted . I thought they might be policemen . P . came out with a plastic bag he through casually at the plants . I knew what the content was and fell insecure . We chatted a bit further and then they probably left . I remember chatting with another man that had also moved recently to this village . I was not particularly fond of him as he was one of these people that brag about everything and preach hippism . He was saying he had constantly visitors comming to his house from his previous life and what a great time they have all together in the dump he called home . I think that something strange happened then and we found ourselves in a pub , sitting on a bench with other people . I remember wooden walls and going through a door and something very odd and metaphysical taking place that was related with the excavation of various objects from boxes stored in a hole in the ground . My father showed up and managed to fix everything right with an incantation . Subsequently , I remember being in a beach . The landscape was rather peculiar . There was soft sand and the water was shallow for miles . There were small sandy reefs very close to the beach that was formed by small pools . I was walking around trying to find a spot where I would have enough space . It was not rPosted by The day before yesterday I saw I had put on a very nice coat . It was too big for me and it looked funny . It was made of various fabrics , in dark colours , black , brown , maroon and purple tartan . The shoulders were very broad and it gave a pointy overall impression . I especially liked the pockets and its hind side . On the back it was wavy circular and the pockets were thick . I can 't remember anything else but that I put it on and started laughing . Yesterday I saw I was with I . , our dog . Something happened and she gained some strange , extra - terrestrial capabilities when ever there was lightning . She started building a platform . At first it was very small . We sat there on our own on pillows and fabrics . There was a lightning and she made it bigger . She wanted to wee and I sprayed some water for her wee to be washed off . The water started flowing towards our pillows and fabrics and I had to re - arrange them . Later we went to a party with P . It was in A . 's house . His new girlfriend was there . She had shoulder - length black hair and she was tall . Her brother was there as well and he , also , had long black hair and was tall . We were in a half - furnished , low - lit living room . The couple were on a divan attached to the wall on my left hand side . The door was on their left . P . and I were sitting on a couch . Next to us was a door that led into the next room and opposite us was another couch on which were sitting the girls brother and some other people . They reminded me terribly of my friend Th . I asked if they had a brother named Th . They said they heard that often but did not really respond to my question . P . got up and left and A . came near me . He did not sit on the couch but sat with his knees bent in front of me . He asked how I was doing and if everything was all right . We chatted for a couple of moments and he went back to his girl . It was getting very late ( it would be dawn soon ) and we decided to leave . We got out . The street was very crowded ; cars were passing by while shit - faced adolescents were trying to cross the strePosted by A few days ago I dreamt that I had to sacrifice my dog . In the same dream I saw that I was looking at my self in the mirror when I noticed that my hair had grown so much longer and that I had accidentally dyed more than my fringe . All the hair under the fringe were in a strange vibrant orange colour . I lifted them up and made a huge double bun on the top of my head . I was looking for my sister to show her that I could have been a member of the Adam 's family . Then I saw that my dog had been possessed and I was told by some people that were there that I should e the one to kill her . I had to lure her near and then go through a sanctification process . I had chocolate on my fingers and I led her closer by letting her lick it off . Then they told me to pass my hand under her tummy and lift her up . I did all these . Subsequently we put her in a box . She was looking at me calmly while blue sparks left her body . I was feeling very depressed and guilty . This creature had been so loyal and despite the fact she would turn evil she had trusted me completely and I had led it to its death . Fortunately it was nothing but a bad dream . Yesterday I also dreamt of Inuki . She was starting to speak . She would mime sounds like a Myna bird , but they made sense . She would say some words in the same manner she understands instructions . I was very proud and we were talking about it with P . On Friday morning I dreamt I was with K . I was washing his hair . He had a strange haircut . Most of his hair were shaved , as if he wanted to seem to be going bold , yet there was a line of hair left above his forehead that looked like a big mustache . I remember scrubbing this area with soap as well as his sideburns and beard . I remember that a lot of things happened in that dream but I went to work and I forgot most of it . Last night , or more likely this morning , I saw I was with P . and then I met another boy . It was my friend Th . I haven 't seen for almost two years and with whom I was in love in 2000 - 2002 . Nothing ever happened between us apart from playing . I was thinking I was in trouble because I liked them both so much . I felt better with P . but I also thought that since I wanted Th . for so long I shouldn 't miss the opportunity to see what it would be like . I did not know how to tell then both how the situation was . Obviously I was not going to lie or hide . In the scene that followed thing got even more complicated because T . changed into D . , who is - or was - the boyfriend of another close friend of mine . This image was very upsetting and I tried to bring back Th . in the dream . Then I saw I was in a supermarket with all these people but I didn 't know who was my partner . I found myself naked and alone in a corridor filled with people doing their daily shopping . I put my clothes back on and I went downstairs to find my friends . A broad - shouldered but short guy showed us his beer . He was drinking a Heiningen . I understood what it was from the little castle on the label . We asked him to get two more for us . I woke up . I have been very nervous lately and I didn 't want to get out of bed and face reality so I went back to sleep . I woke up an hour later so I didn 't go to my morning job . I 'll take the dog out for a walk , cook and draw . I dreamt I came back home and my dog had taken my pencil case with all my markers and she was chowing them on the floor . I was chasing after her to punish her and teach her not to be a little thief but I could not touch her . I was very worried because I know that despite the fact she is a very good dog , once she puts something in her mind it takes more than one effort to convince her that she shouldn 't be doing it . I also dreamt that I was at the school were I teach . I had taken more classes than I wanted and they had also signed me in for lessons with another teacher . I was going down some stairs after the bell had ringed and I was asked by someone to go to my class . I responded I was a teacher and they looked at me with gaping mouths . I walked into a room in a basement and I saw lots of students fooling around . Apparently it was a lavatory that also functioned as a game because after you went in there and did your job there was an indicator above the door with a score bar and an amount of things you would win on your way out . I tried to go through a blue door but they told me it was for boys and that the ladies cubicles were the red ones . I also noticed there were small silver and gold signs with little boys and little girls urinating . I waited for my turn when a tall boy pushed me aside and went in instead . I waited in front of the next door but when it opened I hesitated as I heard some girls making squeamish sounds . I looked inside and it did not seem particularly dirty . I also observed it had a cafeteria counter attached to the door and that this is is were they served food . The dish of the day was spaghetti bolognese . I went inside and closed the door behind me . Once I was enclosed I realized the space was too small . In order to sit I had to squeeze by the sink and the wall . I hate to touch the surfaces in such spaces . Further more when I approached the sink it adjusted its height automatically making the space even smaller . I could barely move in there so I just went out . I heard the secretary say that shePosted by Yesterday I saw I had gone to work at the magazine . When I entered the office a cute new man was sitting on the desk next to mine . Nobody was working . They were talking about people getting the sack and wondering who it would be . Eventually it was the cute one . He was not a new employ but he was working in another office which is why I hadn 't seen him before . I was wondering why since he did not look stupid or slow . I was actually thinking that it should have been the illustrator instead . He always looks so bored and half - arsed . Personally I think he is a rather mediocre illustrator as well . I can 't remember much but I think I was talking to him asking him how he felt about having lost his job . He was sitting on the floor in front of a door . HE responded he did not care much because he wasn 't particularly fond of it anyway . Last night I saw three dreams I can remember : In the first one I was at the loo , looking at a postcard while having a rather moist shit . There was a window from which I was looking out at the city below . Suddenly I saw a big chunk of a tall building falling down . Then a whole floor got detached . I called at P . to come and see . I thought it was being demolished . Then another building came down and another and another . I started wondering what was going on ; if this was the result of an earthquake and if it would reach us . It was approaching so rapidly I was expecting to feel the tremble at any point now . It never did come that close though . Then we were out on the street with P . Helicopters were flying above us and various other spacecrafts . They were supposed to be the hidden state aircrafts , only to come out in case of terrible emergencies . A very large one that looked like a massive toy spaceship passed above us in a very low height . Its bottom side was flat , it had an almost triangular shape and it was in Lego blue with red and yellow lines and lettering . I could see it very clearly . It was throwing fire balls randomly . We became very alarmed when one shot hit our building . We even thought forPosted by I saw I was involved in a battle with magical perspectives . When it ended we rewound time and got back to the point when none of this had started . I found myself in a classroom . I felt peculiar because since I had all my memories I didn 't really have to be there , neither I felt younger than my teachers . I was in another class , sitting with friends when their teacher came in and asked me to go to my class . I asked her if I could stay there but she said I would loose an important lesson that would help me manage bills in the future . I thought it must be maths and that I liked that so I started walking towards my classroom . When I got in I saw a mathematician I had in high - school that would come to school with a hang - over and never taught during the first hour . He would sit on his desk with his head on his hands instead . I did not fancy spending an hour in his class . They were always rather dull and he did not say much , most often he could not solve the problems himself . I got in anyway and took a sit . The classroom resembled a basketball court . Something happened , a fight or a mild violent incident between some thugs and a bulgy mentally impaired child . The teacher sorted it out and then we all had to tell the boy with special needs that he was all right and that we loved him . All the students were standing up , making group hags . I could not participate even if I wanted to because people were blocking my way . When things started to settle down I saw that a french friend of mine , L . , was there . She had a bag the future me had made . People were looking at it and I thought that I should modify their memories because it would be years before I made this object , so it could become fashionable at that point . I stopped talking to a girl that was standing next to me . I told her I was sorry but I had to modify some memories . I started staring really intensely at the girls that were looking at the bag bu ti could not tell if I was succeeding . We took our seats again . I saw in the back of the room a character form an anime I ' Posted by I dreamt I was working for a theatre company . There were a lot of people I didn 't know and I didn 't really like either . I had made costumes for them from a blue gauze that was also part of the scenery . It was not much to speak off . The set was this plain piece of fabric hanging from the low ceiling and their clothes were like ponchos . For the final rehearsal I bought orange gauze so that the actors can separate from their environment . I also had some ideas to augment their appearance and make it more interesting and associate it to the parts . I went there and they did not like my ideas one bit . They said they were used to what they had so far and that they wanted to keep it as it was . I did not want to work much for them so I did not insist . I left soon after that . Then I saw I was with P . who had agreed to play a part for another play . We were supposed to be in London but it did not really resemble London as I remember it . P . left before me and I would go find him later . I left the flat with the dog . We got in a bus and got confused and missed our stop . By the time we got off the dark had started to fall . We were at the wrong side of the river and I did not know exactly where to go . I asked some friendly girls I had met on the bus and they gave me the general directions . I crossed the river and got at an industrial area . I saw somebody I knew and I went to speak to him . I . wanted to poo and she made a huge pile of dung on the pavement . I was looking for a plastic bag to collect the poo but could not find it . A man with African origin passed by us with his dog and offered me his poo - bag . I smiled at him and as I reached for it I saw my bag in my pocket . I thanked him and showed him that I had found my bag . Then the person I was talking to said that there was P . and pointed to the crossroads . At first I could not see who it was that was coming towards us but as he came nearer I saw it was indeed P . He was on the phone and had not seen us . I called his name out loud a couple of times . He saw me and came nearer . He wPosted by For some strange reason we wanted to take another dog , exactly the same as the one we have , black , half - blood pit - bull . The new would be six month months younger . We did not know what to do with the one we had already so I took her to a museum . I left her in the middle of an exhibit . They had an exhibition of small installations that looked like contemporary window installations for commercial shops . I thought she would get some proper care there . Then I saw I was with my old flat mates and we were cooking . Pasta . I was making the sauce and I left the onions almost uncooked but they did not complain . I also put too little food in one of the plates and then I struggled to make every portion even but still one was constantly smaller . I added some red sauce and tasted it again and this time it was just fine . In addition to this the amount of food had increased significantly . I shared it in to three big vessels and put a lid on each one to keep it warm . One looked like a traditional wooden steam cooker , one was enameled and the third was plain plates . I was late for work so I left . When I got to the office where I was supposed to be working I saw it was transformed into an Indian telephone company . I was waiting for some time for somebody to ask some questions and by his answers I understood I might be unemployed again . I thought it was not so bad and that I had my second part - time job anyway . I was walking down a street of my home - town where my mom used to have a shop when I came across the museum where I had left the dog . The outside looked also like a commercial shop for clothes . I went in and found the dog in a dreadful condition . She was skinny and she had lost most of her hair , trembling on her thin legs . I called her name and she responded . I hugged her and called P . to tell him that I was bringing her home and that it might be all right to have two dogs . He came as well and we were cuddling her , hoping that the new dog would not attack her because despite the fact that it was younger she was so maltreated thatPosted by I saw I was on a train . I was sitting alone and I was feeling rather self - conscious . Next to me was a young man with his father . He seemed nice . As they were sitting there looking out the window the prime - minister came and sat across them . The boys father recognized him and they started chatting . The young man remained silent and so did I . I was wondering why . Politics is not my favorite subject but such a low - fi conversation with the prime - minister is not an opportunity to be missed . Instead I kept looking out the window and every now and then at the handsome boy that was silent and profoundly bored . When I got up in the morning I remembered a lot . Then I left the house and went to work and now I can remember very little . I do remember though that I saw that due to some strange condition my tummy was as big as if I was pregnant . Suddenly my belly button went " pop " and started protruding from my belly . I pointed this to my mother and she said I must be pregnant after all . We were crossing the street opposite the kindergarten I went to as a toddler . I was disgusted by the way my tummy looked and expected it to go back to normal but it didn 't . I slept some more and had another dream , but as I have already mention , I have no memory of it anymore . I dreamt I was in the school of Fine Arts . I had somehow been trapped in the basement - there seemed to be multiple underground floors - and I was trying to figure my way up and out . It was not easy as there were many consecutive rooms , some with trap doors , filled with things like old furniture and painter 's easels and not all of them were connected to the staircases . As I was moving through them I came across ghosts . I freaked out at first and I started running . In the last room before the staircase I was expecting to find a black ghost . Instead of this , when I opened the door I met a tall figure with bulging eyes , transparent skin , wide forehead , a black turtleneck sweater and the dullest expression in the world . I must have known him because I said " Oh ! It 's just you ! " . I pushed him aside and made my escape . I went upstairs and got out in a storage room . It also looked like an untidy shop . The door through which I had come out from was small and almost hidden between shelves . I was standing in there when a family of visitors came in the room . I tried to act normally . The last seen ghost had followed me and was now sitting on the floor in front of the door . One of the women that had entered the room had a young boy with her . He approached the ghost in a friendly manner . I panicked and started yelling not to let the boy approach the ghost because he would take him to the basement and would not let him out again . They could not see the ghost and thought I was crazy until the boy stepped on the ghost 's lap . The family saw the ghost stand on mid - air and understood that something was wrong . I woke up for an instance . In my next dream I saw I was in a school . I was part of the teaching personnel . I was also living in the building . I don 't remember much , only that I was trying to buy some lovely shoes from a big drawer under a kiosk , and that a very annoying fellow student of my sister was complaining about how Kavafes ( the poet ) had told her off in one of his classes . She was telling this to another teacher with whom shPosted by I saw I was with P . It was night time and we were returning home , probably in his home town . We stopped outside a house with lots of low garden doors . He insisted it was abandoned and that we would have to go to explore it . I said it did not look abandoned and that actually somebody must be in there , because one of the doors was unlocked and opened with the key still in the keyhole . He insisted like a child and went in so I was obliged to follow . I fiddled with the door for a little while . I could not decide if I should close it , or leave it as found or more open . I tried to leave it as I found it and proceeded inside . I went in through a narrow corridor between houses . It was odd indeed , as it was a corridor not more than a metre and a half wide but the walls extended two floors in height . I found P . " exploring the house . It did not seam abandoned . It looked actually as somebody was living in there and was gone for a very little . I saw an unmade double bed that reminded me remotely of my grand - parents ' house . Eventually we decided to leave the house and go out . As we were passing through the previously mentioned corridor we saw a car parking outside . I knew that the passengers , a man with hair loss and glasses around nearing his forties and an older woman , were the legal owners of the place and that therefor they should not see us going out . There was a big wooden plank and I suggested we hid behind it but P . said we should hurry up and sneak out while they were talking to each other . Then an aunt of his appeared and she got out from another garden door , as if she had visited another house . I followed her but P . went out through the first one . We met again and he said I should have done the same . Later we were at my home town . We had gone to the bakery that is almost across my house to get some traditional Christmas sweets . We were standing outside the bakery wondering if we should go to the attached pastry shop as it seamed cheaper . I checked the prices and saw that the kind of sweets we wanted was cheaper at tPosted by