This is the first day of my life…

I have had other dreams that have stuck fast in my head.

I want to copyright them because one day they will be short films. My mum suggested that.

Im glad I dont know what they mean.

I don’t think I want to know what they mean.

Dreams never mean good/ hopeful/ helpful things, I’m sure.

You always hear therapists discussing how dreams reveal insecurities.

But does that mean that… people with their life sorted out don’t dream?

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One dream I had a long time ago, while I was still in High School went a little something like this;

I was sitting alone in the shadows.

There in my lap was a big, black, shiny coated cat.

It was all I had.

Everyone else was out playing in the sunshine.

I didn’t want to go out with everyone because I, well all I remember is that I didn’t want too.

Finally I got up the courage and walked out into the sun.

My cat turned into a big, black, shiny balloon.

Everyone came over to me and we all played with the big, black, shiny, balloon.

Then when I walked back into the shadows, my balloon turned back into my cat.

I remember going in and out of the shadows several times.

The cat would always appear.

Finally I went out to play in the sun. The big, black, shiny balloon was almost glowing it was so bright.

All of a sudden it got away from me.

Then the next thing I knew, there was a big bang.

The balloon popped.

I ran over, picked it up and went back into the shadows.

The cat didn’t appear and all I was left with was a broken, deflated, black, shiny balloon.

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