User:Mirjam Dissel/1st of November 2011

I was at a small beach with Laura and our cat. I tried to take some pictures with my phone of the sunset, the waves were as high as the sun in distance, but at the beach there were no waves. It wasn't a threatening sight, in fact, it was beautiful: the waves were transparent, with the rays of the sun shining through in purples and pinks. There was a boat at the horizon and Laura had gone all the way there (how is a bit unclear to me now). I saw that Python (our cat) had gone on a pier and jumped into the water, but there was a snake in the water and I knew that snakes eat cats so I ran after her and jumped in myself. I also yelled at Laura to come back, but of course she was kilometers away. The water was not very deep, but where I jumped I couldn't stand and I still had my phone in my hand. I tried to keep it above water and tossed it towards the beach. Here my dream forked. It landed safely next to Laura's phone, dry. But it also landed just 30cm from the dry part of the beach, in the water. I took Python and got her safely on the shore. And of course right at that moment Laura appeared. We walked under the pillars on the beach and took some stairs up, to my aunt and uncles house (who in real life live above the supermarket they own, in my hometown). They were not home but we spent the night and there was some fuss about a broken drawer and how replacing one drawer would cost more than replacing the entire cabinet.

We went out and I remember a dream I once had about my aunt and uncles front door and stairs before it was rebuilt, again it was exactly how it was before the construction works: different stairs, stairs in a different place, smaller, darker hallway, storage in a different place, antique clock, and no extra stairs and doors for the neighbours.

We went to the supermarket and I remember a dream I had about the supermarket before, all I remember is long bright lit isles, frozen food, and something with the scales. Also the layout of the supermarket was loosely based on that of a few renovations ago.

We went to my parents' house and there was a black framed LCD screen in the corner of the kitchen, that looked like a CRT monitor. It was broken (don't ask me how I knew it was LCD then). In front of it was my 15" turnable LCD screen, I saw it from the back so I thought my dad had taken it from my room to replace the CRT screen with. It's a mystery what the CRT screen was for by the way. Laura and I looked on the other side of the 15" to see if it was really mine, and all of a sudden it turned out to be a gigantic widescreen monitor, but it was in parts: a sheet of glass was leaning against it for example. It reminded me of a fish tank that was disassembled.