Thursday, March 1, 2012

About a dream

This exercise is about the last dream I had. Write anything, doesnt matter what, doesn't even have to be related to that dream. I only remember counting squares of some kind (! As you do on an ordinary day) with other people present and an agitated mood.



She was at the wharf. Large black hulls of cargo ships were looming on the other side of the jetty. People clad in black pants and jackets ran up and down the jetty with black suitcases on their shoulders. One of them lost his footing, tripped over and just managed to stay upright. His suitcase however slid from his shoulder and fell on the ground with a thud. The side that hit the ground first split open and brown squares the size of a hand spilled out and onto the jetty.

'Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing!', she yelled.

'I dunno, I just nearly fell', he shouted back.

'You idiot, you damaged my suitcase and my squares! Make sure not one is missing. Count them and tell me how many you've got. There can't be one missing, you know how dangerous that is. Get a couple of the others to help you, as you've caused a situation here. When you're done counting and made sure we've got all the squares back please jump in the water, I don't need you anymore.'

She turned around, her leather coat moving stiffly when she walked away towards the cargo ship.

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