Monday, 5 October 2009

Dream 3

Right, so I'm in Sweden camping with my mother. We're staying at a bridge. It's a bridge I've walked on once when I was actually in Sweden. Underneath the bridge run powerlines supported by power masts. I run under the bridge and trip, falling on a power mast. I'm roughly 3/4th the power mast. I scream for help. When my mother comes she sees I'm in trouble. She calls the emergency services and the minute they come over I realize I was faking being in trouble and lift up the power mast and restore it in its former glory

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