I had a busy dream last night, but instead of writing it down whilst it was still fresh, I’m trying to remember bits of it now.
It’s fragmented, but I recal someone being there (I was with friends, some old and some new) that shouldn’t have been, so I felt a somewhat tense atmosphere. Anyway, we were what I believe was my house, but it was different, darker, with coloured lights somewhere, lots of beaded curtains; very boho. I think I was planning some sort of trip with these people, because I remember traveling on a mountain bike (my old yellow one). Whoever I was with then turned into one of my brothers and the next thing I know my bike’s wheels are totally flat (which is what my bike’s current state is!) and I’m pushing it after my brother who turns back into being one of my friends. I think somewhere along the way we must have disregarded our bikes as we’re on a bus, which then turns into a lorry (which is still moving with the back open) and we find what we think is metal wrapped up in polyethene. For some strange reason (its got a wave to it this metal) I instantly recognise it as a new bike, and once off this lorry, my friend and I go to pull out this bit of metal, but they turn out to be snakes. I think my dream at this point was fighting to have them be alive so I’d wake up with a start, but they turned into snake themed bikes instead. I remember mine being yellow and his grey/silver.
And that was it as I woke up. I know there was much more to this dream, as the bits riding the bike were longer but I just can’t remember detail.
