Eleanor Blair (lnr) wrote,
Eleanor Blair

Strange Dream

Too too vivid. Started off heading through Cambridge, and pointed out my mum had gone the long way round to get to my house, but all of a sudden the street came out somewhere entirely different from where I expected. And then I was wandering around in a strange city somehow knowing I was in Cambridge but not. Occasionally something would look familiar and then you'd go round the corner and it would be wrong again. And I was getting tireder and tireder and just wanting to be home but with no way of getting there. There were some fantastic buildings though. In with the usual boring big concrete stuff. And strange little arcades of shops, where all the signs on things were subtley wrong.

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