I had a dream the other night that David Lynch himself would be proud of-quite odd. I'm entering a prison as a prison visitor with two other people(this is related to voluntary work I do in real life)-it is our first time at this prison and we have never met before. We walk down a long dark corridor and I can see the shadow of a jaguar on the wall, walking alongside me - I often dream of jaguars, I think it mus be my totem animal.
None of us speak to each other, we just keep walking down this endless corridor towards a door marked "3" which leads outside-we can see the light beyond it. It starts to rain in the corridor and the two people I am with get very annoyed but I am so happy, I love rain. When we get to the door a guard opens it and we go outside to meet the people we are visiting. Its very sunny and green and the inmates we re visiting are seated at tables. Mine isn't very talkative, he justkeeps scratching 3 into the wooden table. Next to us are 3 middle aged women with short bobbed hair skipping, they are blonde and identical and skipping in a line on a partial hopscotch grid-each number is 3. They are skipping in slow motion. My inmate gets quite agitated when I give him a gift(wrapped). Then someone smashes a green bottle and there is glass everywhere. All the visitors are hurried away so we say our goodbyes and leave. The blonde women all turn to look at me as I leave but never stop skipping.
It left me feeling quite uncomfortable.
Eli x