Sunday, 12 August 2012

Canteen car park

As I drifted off to sleep a vision of a woman in a long black wig appeared in front of my face, slightly disturbing me and amusing my wife as I woke startled.

Into my sleep I was in a canteen with my work supervisor Mike serving.
Sitting at a table a car drives into the canteen and knocks over my table.
A female gets out of the car and hands me a pair of trainers.

I thank her, put them on and set of jogging into the street.

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