Wirhlwinds

I went out and the sky was dark blue. I was very surprised, because it was morning. Some light was visible above the buldings. "Aurora borealis?" I thought "But here? How come?" I was very confused, but then it started to get brighter. I looked at the city and noticed a big whirlwind somewhere far away in front of me and some smaller ones on the right. I thought that I have to hide, but first of all "I should go back to the forest, take all my things from the tent". The problem was - the whirlwind was fast... What if I won't be on time, and get caught in the middle of the forest? "But I left there my mobile and Śnieżka! Then it may be a mess everywhere, what will I do without the phone?! And my little Misia!". On my way back I met some german couple, I explained them about the danger and helped them to open some heavy door. We entered a strange place, and get to the roof. From there I saw that the whirlwinds had disappeared. For now...
I decided to go back as soon as I could. I was walking and wondering if I remember the way. Suddenly I looked to the right and saw a huge bridge and that sight scared me as hell. "The brandenburg bridge!" I was thinking that's it's almost a sin, that I have not seen it before, but now there was no time for it, and anyway the open space on the other side was terryfying. I went into the forest and tried to know which way to take. One of the roads was full of hippies the other, going up was empty I took that one, but it was difficult because I had rollerblades on my feet. Going down was also hard, I was afraid of going to fast.

I think I never get to the place I wanted, at 9.45 the alarm in my mobile phone reminded me to change my contraception patch ;)

Awesome

I was walking up the stairs and as soon as I reached my floor, a neighbour from downstairs went out of her flat with a needle in her forearm. I hurried so she wouldn't ask me for any help. I was not feeling like helping any injections. Luckily she just knocked on the door opposite of her flat. I knocked to the door of my flat and checked if they were open. No one was at home for a long time before. Surprisingly this time it was open. So I entered.
"Finally someone is at home!"
And yes, there was someone. My mum came out from the kitchen dressed in a habit. I felt like someone has shot me. I slumped to the ground covering my mouth opened with shock. My mum seeing my face quickly added:
"Oh, dad was allowed to pray" like if that was enough for her to become a nun now.
I started to cry loud not knowing what to do and she was just standing there with a holy smile. After I managed to stop the ocean of my tears I went to the living room and had a closer look at her new nun's clothes. Still sobbing I said:
"Oh, but there are drawings of the moomins on this"
"Yes, because it's the same company that is making them" answered my mum comforting me.
And I wonder why we can not realise in time, that such a bullshit can only be a dream? :D

When my alarm clock sounded I still had this absurd situation in my mind but as I took a shower I let it go. The day was so beautiful... I had two hours free after work and before my lecture so I decided to go to the beach. As I approached the water, the strong smell of the sea, literally hit my nostrils. I smiled to myself, it felt so good... My plan was to sit there for some time, have my lunch and go walking to the university. But the wind was so strong that it was difficult to eat without the sand inside the food :) But who would care, looking at the deep, blue green of the sea?

Śnieżka was happy too :)

Perverted mind?

As usual the picture now is a bit foggy but I still remember what has happened...
It was supposed to be a church, but looked more like a crypt or something like that. It was only as I enterned when I learnt I was about to get married. I was kinda panicked "why? now? how come?" and frightened that there was no way back. Then I noticed a coffin with a corpse of a small boy, to the right from the altar. My aunt went there, and looked at him with tenderness. "Must be very painful to lost a child" I thought. But my aunt was not sad, and I knew that the kid died some time ago already. "Why did they put the coffin there, do they want to make the funeral together with the wedding?" I asked myself trying to figure out what was going on. I couldn't and still I was more terrified about the very fact of marrying. I looked arounf trying to find G. but someone came, to take me to the altar. The guests were already at their places. "For God's sake I will have to talk in front of all those people! But wait a second... damn which language am I supposed to speak?!" I had no time to think as I was already in front of the altar, where at that moment my aunt (alive) was lying in some opened wooden box. Similar to those used by magicians. Her had was kinda divided from the rest of the body and she was pinned to the box by a leather belt around her neck. "So that's what they do for the corpse not to move in the coffin".
My room was dark and I could hear the rain outside. Damn... I went to the toilet and almost got a heart attack seeing the cat in the middle... I think I still have problems getting used to the new flat...

dreams

Thick fog, trains and a friend who instead of taking care of me is trying to pick me up. My tutor is forcing me to do the difficult task and is angry that I don't even now what Trock is. It was very tiring to be sitting with an empty sheet of paper, not knowing what to write there.
- There is no Wisła - I said to my mum, looking out of the window. Because of the fog I couldn't even see the river, neither the view of the city. But I was already in the train, alone. On the bridge. With the train I was going here and there, without any visible reason. I met a lot of people from erasmus one the small railway station in Laskowice Pomorskie. You were not there. You asked our friend to look after me. But he was just embracing me with a big grin on his face.
- I thought you were gay - I said to him - or... are you just bisexual?
His face didn't change, he just nodded.
- Uhum.
But that all was just a dream. Just some thoughts from yesterday which turned into a movie, plus some fiction. That's what dreams are about.