Sunday, 8 May 2011

A prisoner of my own device

I had a really lucid dream the other night that I was a nun in a French Covent. I wore peasant clothes and had to do loads of cleaning and stuff, a bit like now except I have great clothes and don't clean much. I climbed out of a really high window and started to run through the grounds to escape. Every time I managed to get through one of the doors or gates I was really afraid and I would try and jam the lock open so that I would be able to get back in.

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