The Swans

I'm in the water at coed. 

An event is happening. Its a wedding procession ceremony or something similar, and I am helping with the procession. 

Me and my brother and a friend have to swim to the other side of the lake, where the swans are entering. As the wedding procession comes down the hill, the swans are let out and they all enter the lake. It is our job to make sure they go in the right direction. When we get to the other shore of the lake, we find that they are all women, and they enter the lake as women, and by the time they reach the other side they have become swans. 

My friend Alys is one of the swans, and she dives into the lake like a fish. 

I watch as more women come down the hill and enter the water.

A boring kind of dream...

I am entwined with this girl. She hands me a baby girl. The baby wants me to kiss her which I do. Me and the girl entwine together, legs wrapped about one another, rolling, falling, playing, laughing. The passion rises, the feeling mounts. 

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Im now with Jessica. She is in the next door neighbours back garden, and I chat to her over the wall. She feels a deep loss. She is approached by people who I think are going to rob her, but its not true. I mis accuse them and they turn out to be actually friends. 

I go to back of house. I have left box of screws and metal things outside, they been raided, and are lost for good. 

My mum is upset. She is always doing the work, she is fed up that she is not able to get others to do the work.

I am in a strange music thing. I leave, see an old man, like phil thomas and we are going to a jazz night. We go inside and its a jam, not very good musicians... but ok.

Stringless

I am with seth driving in a little mini jeep along a race track. The jeep is too small for me to sit comfortably in, like its designed for kids, but I am still trying to fit into it as an adult. 

I ask him how I should sit in it. He suggests up on the back of the seat, but I decide to squeeze into the seat so I have a lower centre of gravity and feel safer. 

I drive along, its like I am at my old school, st maries. 

I bump into simon. He is talking with one of his friends. They have a bunch of little bits of string. Each one of them represents one of the girls in their class, and they are playing a game, dividing the strings between them, to see which ones they get. 

I feel left out. I don't have any strings. 

I drive back to my home which is in a large wall box, and climb up into it. I enjoy the security of the space and the familiarity, but I still feel lonely.