January 2nd, 2008

Yellow head

In Dreams

This diary was neglected during the latter half of 07. Not much was said, but I thought in 08 I'd try and write something every single day, even if it's only a couple of lines.

Today I'd thought I'd continue on the theme of dreams started last entry. Often my sleep-befogged brain, in combination with with extremely poor eyesight, has presented me with very strange visions just as I'm waking up. I once woke up to find a man standing over me holding a sword, while in the doorway, a crowd of chattering people looked on. The scene resolved itself into the sword becoming the wooden beam running across the ceiling, while the crowd of people turned into a bunch of coats, hung on the back of the door.

Another time I woke to see someone I knew sitting in the chair on the other side of the bedroom. I couldn't think what that particular person was doing there, as he lived miles away in another town. As watched, this friend of mine gradually faded away, leaving only the empty chair behind.