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The past few months have been quite difficult for me and there’s nothing that happens in the day that I wish to discuss publicly, so I shall continue to write about my recent series of vivid dreams.

I dreamt I was standing in the downstairs room of my neighbours’ house.  It was set up exactly as I remember it from when I was little; with a bed in the corner, TV on the bench and a number of large cupboards and dressers around the room.  Warm sunlight was pouring in to the cold room through the blinds.  A friend of mine, Alan, was standing there with me, looking into my eyes as he confessed his eternal love for me.  My heart felt incredibly warm but I told him I wasn’t ready for another relationship.  I leaned forward and kissed him before leaving through the front door of the house.

I was then at another friend’s house, but the house was similar to a house another friend of mine used to own.  I was standing in the lounge room in silence, absorbed by my own thoughts as I watched the darkness of night outside.  The three friends who live in the house were standing in the kitchen discussing some serious matters that didn’t involve me, so I decided I would have a shower before going to bed.

I walked into the bathroom, turned on the hot water in the shower and stripped off all my clothes with the bathroom door still open.  I stood there watching my reflection in the mirror as steam began to fill the room and I thought about how proud I was of my body and about how I didn’t care if anyone saw me.  I then heard two of my friends announce that they were going to bed which was in the room past the bathroom so I quietly closed the bathroom door, intentionally leaving it unlocked, thinking deviously that my third friend might decide to join me in the shower.

I then woke up.

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I dreamt that I was at a PT (parent/teacher) night at my primary school.

As a side note, PT nights have formed some of my most treasured memories because they were so insanely fun.  Back in the day the teachers used to lock the children in a classroom separate from, but near to, the adults.  We were given activities to keep us amused in order to give the parents and teachers some peace, but we’d all just climb out the window and run amuck in the playground with torches.

So in the dream my friends and I were adults but we were running around with torches like the primary school children, having the time of our lives.  The playground was just how I remember it being at night; very dark, cold and eerie in a thrilling kind of way, especially with people running around everywhere.

At one point my ex-boyfriend, Liam, turned up and started trying to flirt with me.  He was very short and fat and had curly, blonde hair.  My heart was racing and I felt unnerved, but I played along with it and eventually he left.

I ran into a particular area of the school known as “The Forest,” because it was full of trees, and my friend Emma was in there with a make-up box.  I asked her if I could use it to make myself prettier, and she agreed before running off to join the mayhem that surrounded us.  I spent about 10 minutes making one of my eyes look gorgeous using different colours and paintbrushes.  I then, for some reason, decided to leave my other eye plain.  I think I was getting bored and I wanted to join in the fun again.

After a while I came across my ex-boyfriend again, still short and fat, and I was glad because this time one of my eyes was so pretty and worth admiring.  He was behaving like a complete jerk; ignoring me and making rude remarks, so I left feeling confused and hurt.

I found myself standing alone on “The Oval,” which was where a fireworks explosion that stole the life of a young girl had taken place many years ago.  I felt saddened as I remembered that horrific night before I noticed my friends Nicki, Emma and Lynnette were standing on a hill nearby.  I went to join them and after a while of talking they went across the oval and I turned and headed towards the street, where a big red bus was waiting for me.

I got in the bus and the driver was the same bus driver we had on a school camp years ago.  His name was Garfield and he was awesome.  Without warning he started driving the bus as though we were being chased, or like a regular bus driver in Hong Kong or China.

Then I woke up.

I dreamt that I was on an island.

To set the scene; it was a tropical island, covered in dense forest and surrounded by shoaly, crystal-clear water.  The only feature of the island was a calm beach on the Eastern side, and on this beach, a quaint little outdoor cocktail bar, made of bamboo-like-material with colourful fluorescent lights – you know the sort.

The dream was another long one but regrettably I can’t remember most of it.  What I do remember, though, was standing on the beach, feeling the sand between my toes and the wind in my hair as I watched the ocean while the sun set behind me.  I then received a text message from Gavin telling me to meet him at the bar at 8:00pm.  I scowled and had the urge to throw my phone in the ocean, but decided against it.

Then someone walked past me and took my hand, leading me towards the ocean.  They turned to smile down at my surprised expression and I realised it was none other than Chad.  His hand was warm and his smile dazzling in the fading light.

He continued to lead me straight towards the ocean and pulled me into the lukewarm water.  We began to swim along a cliff-face until I noticed a hole in the rocks underneath us.  I asked what it was and Chad simply laughed, wrapped his arms around me and pulled me down towards it.  At first I felt afraid as he took me deeper and deeper, but then I completely relaxed and simply enjoyed the bubbles running over my skin, tickling me gently.

I then resurfaced alone.  Chad was gone, but I wasn’t bothered by it.  I looked around and realised it was growing dark quickly, so I began to climb the cliff-face, headed for a light above me that wasn’t visible from the coastline.  It was hard work and I was feeling salty and kind’ve sticky  from the ocean (ever had that feeling?).

I walked through a sort of passageway and entered a cave that contained a wooden cupboard, a white marble bench with a sink and a mirror above it, candles all around the cave and a bathtub in the middle.  The room was so beautifully set up, although once again I can’t remember specifics.  I remember the atmosphere being romantic and carefree.

Without hesitation I filled the bathtub with soapy, hot water, as though it was my own place, and I relished in the warm steam that filled the cold room.  Mind you, the cave was cold because the entrance didn’t have a door, meaning the cave was open.  From where the bath was I could see the ocean, the stars and the moon beyond the candlelit bathroom, and whatever was out there could see me.

I stripped off my clothes without worry or shame, I actually felt proud of my bare, white body in the dim light.  I scrubbed myself down before soaking in the sweet-scented bath for what seemed like hours, and I think a few hours actually passed in my dream (I imagine it would have been minutes or even seconds in ‘reality’).  When I entered the cave I estimate it would have been about 6.30pm in my dream.

Suddenly I remembered Gavin had asked me to meet him at the bar at 8:00pm and I knew that time had well passed.  I checked the time on my phone, 9:08pm, just before “Gavin calling…” began to flash on the screen.

I immediately jumped out of the bath and towelled myself down.  I felt cold and irritated as I answered the phone and his disappointed voice came through the speaker.

Gavin:  “Where are you?”
Me:  “I can’t explain…”
Gavin:  “Did you forget about me?”
Me:  “No, I –”
Gavin:  “Look, Jayne, it’s simply not good enough.
Me:  “But, I –”
Gavin:  “Forget it.  I’m going home.”

With that, he hung up, and I was left feeling angry and despaired.

I find the whole thing fascinating, honestly.

I had another strange dream last night, but I can’t remember any of it unfortunately.

Maybe my strange dreams will continue.

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