my dreams were wonderful. i was concious that I was dreaming nearly the whole night so I decided to fly through a very colourful city.it was so great, it was really my soul dreaming, cos i was absolutely concious its a dream and whenever i doubtet i lost that kind of certainity and slipped into the script of the unconciousness or woke up.i also could my body feel how exhausting the flying movements were. since i was that myself, i didnt do anything, like in comparable dreams, where i jump then naked around and so on, cos that never worked really, cos i frightened myself then and woke up.so i had to be careful what do to and say, it did matter cos as long as i did things which felt for ME okay i could stay in that world and fly around. So what do you do now in such a dreamcity with colourful houses all byyoursel? After very carefully asking in my mind, if it wouldnt be possible to meet my pal from america i've never really met yet, and that the dream should show me the way, the air kind of carried me and moved my body into certain directions.so i didnt fly myself but some force led me. i landed in front of a violett house, that street was the most colourful street ive seen yet and so many beautiful houses. i watched and askd myself, okay what shall i do now, when i noticed iam standing in front of a pianoclub. i decided to enter. 10 euro. i even had money with me.shortly i said to myself, no i cant pay that much for just looking into this club, then i rememberd "oh no, its a dream, of course you can pay". I smiled, and said to the guy, ah yes of course, here you are" and entered. i looked around and in my mind i didnt really believ i would meet my pal here, even though it was a dream it seemd kind of unrealistic . but I soon made some new friends. it was really nice talking with them and i even told them that i was concious this was a dream for me. they couldnt believe but they accepted it for real.one girl even got a bit offended, but strangely i never doubtet, i knew with certainity that actually iam lying in my bed in traun. It was really a nice talk with these guys, they became dreamfriends, one of them was named manfred, the others i dont remember. then we went out of the club and i decided to fly again through that city. I soemhow wanted to meet my pal but since i know that she knows kind of soultravelling i had much respect of such a meet and didnt really dare asking. but then i decided to dare to speek my question out loud "Are you there anywhere outthere?" Surprisingly instantly the answer came back "Iam in the cellar". i looked, where is a cellar and i found a door with marker leeding to it. so now i got nervous. can this be real? is it just me who creates that. is it just my wish? i was really thinking.and somehow i was certain, if i dont believe i wont meet her, the unconcious dreamscript will be the leader but the more steps i took downstairs, the less i hoped.surprisingly there was really a woman standing. she didnt look like the photos i know from her, and i am still kind of sure it was the scripts production, but still i was glad and exited to meet someone in my concious dreamworld. she had long black hair and her eyes were styled dark and she was happy too to see me. still it felt strange.the first question i asked her was "do you know how to fly?" I dont remember really what she said, but i wanted to show her and fly with her.the problem was, when we came out of the cellar suddenly we were kind of famous, all people watched us.for her it seemed normal, but for me it was new and i wanted to fly away from all those people. one little boy came to me and said "ha, we heard, when you called for her!" I was embarassed, i thought they wouldnt notice. So i thought of kind of embracing her and flying with her, since i knew it wouldnt be possible to take her hand and fly with her, i wouldnt have the power, since especially the starting was really exhausting and needed a certain feeling. i didnt know if i would manage to get us both started and fly away from the people, but first i wanted to show her, so that she trusts me. all those people were watching me too and i needed mental force too to say to myself, this is a dream, i can fly, i know that and so it worked.i flew, but strangely i had two heavy bags in my hands, they always pulled me to the ground.shortly i didnt notice her anymore standing in the crowd, i was dissapointed, thought my dreamscript has taken my friend away, but then i saw her again.she was still there.i lost one bag and tried to pick it up by flying very next to the ground, it was like i was lying on the ground.suddenly i noticed she was lying on the ground too and seemed to have a lot of fun and smiled. then my dream was unfortunately over.

Someone knocking on my door. its already nearly 10am, i slept very bad the night before [and dreamt of experiencing the deluge and my coming death], so i obviously needed the sleep. its my granny.i am not really talkable yet, but she instantly starts "So when do you need the car today, iam going to the town now,you can have the car, i have to know". Me, Iam not in the best mood in the mornining generally and then being awaken in that sudden.besides i dont know in my brain yet when i need the car, if she would have given me five minutes, i could have handled this new situation better. I say to her:"Please, just drive into the town and we talk later in calm about it.im not really here yet". She goes on"You know, you know i had to come upstairs to you.i tried to phone, btu since you didnt respond, i had to come upstairs." Its just too much for me. iam a person with borders too, she talks as if i have forbidden her to come to me and talk to me.and thats while iam half asleep. i notice she is completly stirred up, but I have no nerves to calm her in that situation.iam not unpolite, but i say again, i cant answer that quick. she spits "I have enough of you all.Ihr könnt mich alle mal am Arsch lecken" and leaves. i need some minutes to realize it, to calm me....i knew she wouldnt be that long in the town, she never is, she is already back again.she just instantly wanted to clear it, doesnt matter in which situation I am.
So again the cartopic.