Thursday, 3 September 2015
Very simple dream with a single image last night. I walked past a table that had an ashtray on it. It was full of cigarette butts and ash, one was slightly smouldering emitting its deadly poison.
I looked at it with disgust and made a face to further show my displeasure at being exposed to the sight and smell from it. I looked around to see who was responsible for it but the area was empty.
I couldn't work out if I was in a room or outside, there didn't seem to be anything I could focus on. There was just a haze, a bit like a fog.
Posted by Max Walsh
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