I had a very odd dream last night; at least I think it was a dream. I am not even going to try and analyse the meaning. It really put the willies up me. The dream involved me answering my telephone, in itself something that would never happen.
I wished I had not – it was […]
Cor blimey it’s hot. It really is. It’s a piece-a-hot hot hot. The intense heat makes a number of simple activities extremely difficult. Sleeping is a near impossible affair. The night is spent tossing, turning and sweating, having vivid nightmares about exams and only managing thirty minutes of shut eye.
Walking - the infamous nutters of […]
For a while I lived ten stories up in a penthouse flat on Kingsland Road in Shoreditch. Being on the top floor I was able to crawl out of the window, shuffle along a tiny ledge and then climb up a small ladder. Positioning myself on the roof I had an amazing view of central […]
There is nothing better than hearing distant thunder in the wee small hours. As one snuggles up in bed, listening to the rumbling and crashing, rain slashing against the window, one is generally happy with the world. The sound is both comforting and eerie.
As I look out of my bedroom window at the impending storm […]
I had a brilliant dream last night. I rarely have vivid dreams and when I do I tend to immediately forget them. Nowadays, I do not have time to start dreaming with all the alarms and sirens going off outside. My dream was in the style of the film Cloverfield.
A giant unseen monster was attacking […]
Vanny recently had a dream about me. Vanny is brilliant. She is a gregarious woman with a gargantuan laugh. Her chuckle can be heard across the office and she will break into a spirited belly laugh at the slightest humours comment, which always makes me feel like a comedy genius whenever I talk to her.
Like […]
3am. I am woken by the sound of mooing. It must be a dream. I fall back to sleep. Again, woken by the sound of mooing. Boy, am I confused. If I lived in the countryside maybe this would be a regular sound. Living on the Mile End Road I am used to people shouting […]
Periods in my life that involve extreme stress always lead to nightmares. These dreams share the same theme and are occurring far more often as my work situation spirals out of control. Nightly, I find myself sitting bolt upright in bed, trying to catch my breath, covered in cold clammy sweat, having just expelled a […]