This dream starts with me walking in a dimly lit hallway, with red carpet and the typical yellowish or beige  colored walls. The hallway could be no wider than a typical hallway of say 5 ft across and 8 ft high. Nothing unique as such. Soon came a woman in her late 40s, early 50s running from behind and entered one of the rooms in the hallway, i followed her into the room only to see her criticize some girl in her mid 20s over what was expected of her and how she was  failing at it. I don’t recall the exact specifics of the one sided conversation. However, disinterested I left the building with the endless hallway and was pleasantly surprised to meet some of my friends outside in what was undisputedly British weather, with light drizzle and clouds that were confused of their color, neither white, grey or black, but something in between. Oddly enough, none of these friends were people i know in the real world, except at least on girl was the same that i had come across  in the hallway, needless to say, she was pretty attractive and was wearing clothing that’s similar to the one worn by women in the 80’s with puffy shoulders and the color off course bright shinning red.

That said, as i started walking aimlessly with these people we came across a river that had to be crossed. However, soon we realized that down stream government was already working to build a bridge or tunnel or something. Soon the building process was complete, however, the end  product was neither a tunnel or a bridge, but rather the river had been split in half, i am sure you are thinking Moses’s split of river Niles, however, this was different, it was more around the lines of an engineering marvel than a Godly miracle, with proper brick walls supported by horizontal steel columns on both sides of the wall holding colossal quantiles of water apart. That said, they hadn’t bothered paving the road, it was just like any other unpaved road. We could see a black gate at the end of the road that was holding the river apart. As we got to the gate, we opened the smaller side gate and entered.

Right across from the gate was a dying sport complex, something that looked as if it had been left to rot since the 1850’s. As we entered the sports complex the squash courts were all run down the walls between the courts that were to separate each court had been were all ripped open. There was a maintenance crew dressed in blue uniforms, something typical for such crew I guess, busy fixing the light fixtures and repairing the walls. As i saw and regretted the fact that i had paid some amount (which I don’t recall) to get in, only to find destroyed squash courts. Nonetheless, a man who looked to be in his late 20s, wearing all white and almost nondescript facial features offered me a squash ball to play with him. As we started playing the game I soon realized that the game would be impossible to play with all the maintenance crew still walking about going their business.

All of  a sudden I found myself in the very same room that i had been at the start of this dream, except the girl was different this time around. The first girl i saw had very clear and unique facial features including a chizzled jaw bone structure and down right hot. However, the girl this time around had shorter height and a around face, she was more in the cute category than hot. Nonetheless, the thing that shocked me was that her body was that empty plastic container shaped like a woman and she was constantly filling it up through her neck by thousands and thousands of M & M’s or skittles or something similar with her right hand, all the while her left hand covered her lady parts (i guess it is implied at this point that the bottle was naked and see through but with sort of a skin tone). As she was filling her self up with M & M’s she mentioned that this was important and I should do the same if I want to help generate some funds for the squash courts. At which point I woke up, and I swear to God, it made sense to me how it was possible for her to get charitable donations by filling her self with M & Ms until I finished writing the last sentence, and now the train of thought is dead.

Until next time ……… adios …