Booney

Nov 2nd ' 12
Bedtime 11:00 PM

3 mentionable dreams last night.

02:00 AM

1) Beer drama:
I'm out shopping with an old colleague from my previous job in my hometown.
We stop for a moment to have a drink outside at a cafe terrace. After I've order two beers we already start to move on and I'm just about to enter a shop.
As I enter the building it turns out to be some kind of clinical sample processing department which reminds me of where I work. (I work for a pharmaceutical research company)
On of my current colleague's already there, greats me and walks away. Then a small/bit overweight/balding unknown man comes up to me and gives me two bottles of beer (Hertog Jan google it).
He explains there is a reason to celebrate but I don't remember what it was about.
I drink my beer alone when fatman returns, this time he's stressed and tells me some high placed gentleman are coming over today to have a look around the workplace.
He tells me to hide my last beer but there are no trashcans in the room. I turn around for the first time in this room and see a staircase.
Running up the staircase I take a right, it look like this floor is some kind of childrens department in a hospital only the beds are genuine childrens beds and not your typical hospitalbeds.
I see a girl sitting upright in her bed looking at me shocked and baffled, I now realize I'm making a wild or bewilderd impression on her.
After I apologize to the girl for scaring her like that I dash to the leftwing of the floor.
In the hallway a boy in wearing a black hoody is playing XBOX360, I jump over his controlercables and march into the leftwing.
This floor is open to look downstairs and I see the clicical room I started in, I also see some fancy looking men walking through the hallway.
Someone calls my name to come down so I quickly hide the beer between some pillows and walk back as the dream fades.

5:43 AM
2) Jimi Hendrix' Water Festival
I'm in a picture, I can't move and everything is in a sepia tint.
I see some kind of wooden contruction like a rollercoaster but it isn't a rollercoaster.
In front of this construction is a small river, out of which 3 firehoses emerge to a length of about 10m (or about 33 ft).
Now there is something interesting about these hoses, because men are riding them in a real elaborate way.
They cling the firehose between two barrels and keep a hold on these barrels by pushing one with their legs two the second barrel which they hold on to with their hands and arms.
Now the scenery starts moving, I can here the man laugh, the water, and for some reason Jimi Hendrix' Voodoo Chile is playing in the background.
I look around to see a man that greats me, it startles me and thats when the 3rd dream starts.

3) Riots and paintings
I'm downtown where all the bars are and see my father entering one.
I keep out as I hear a loud; bang!
Looking throug an alleyway I see people fleeing from something or someone, but I soon find out it's the cops and that there are riots.
I try to escape but all streets are blocked or to full with rioting people, which makes me angry, I encouter two girls I know who also seem scared and confused.
The look for an escape continues for a while untill I calm down.
It's at this moment the riots stop, the sky indicates daytime (it was nighttime before).
Down the street I see market stalls.
Joined by one of my female friends (can't remember who) I walk towards a stall with paintings.
The one selling the paintings is an old woman who reminds me of a Dutch actress.
She looks at me like we've met before and I realize we have. I remember meeting her before in a dream.
The lady then explains how we've met before, I was with another friend and we made paintings, paintings that she is now selling.
She shows me 4 paintings, two depict a rat and the other two are kind of abstract and are made using only blue and yellow.
I look closer at the last painting, the lady tells me it's the one I made last time.
Now I can see that there are four words written on the painting but I can only read two.
It's in dutch and says, dromen and verdwijning. This translates to dreams and disappearance or vanishing