Wednesday 20th May, 2009
Last night I had the most incredible dream of my life, which left me in a good mood all day today.
I was on an island called Euroside, so-called because mainland Europe could be seen from it, with my parents. It began to rain, and my Mum told me that it was raining everywhere in the whole world at that moment. I asked her what it meant, and she said that the end of time was coming. In that case, I responded, we had better start running.
We began to run along the road, and I turned to my parents and asked where my sister was, to be told that she was just behind us. Then, as time passed, more and more people joined our run, and soon it became clear to me that every single person I know and have known in my life was running along this road with me. I remember particularly my grandparents, some old friends from school who I haven't even thought about for years, and Ian Gav who, wearing sunglasses, snapped me when he overtook me, a beautiful woman in one hand and a camera in the other.
By this point, the sun was shining and the road was straight, the landscape open, the sky huge. I decided to run as fast as I possibly could, and ended up overtaking everybody except for one. It was the most vivid and beautiful feeling I've ever had in a dream, as I ran along this road in the sun, with everyone I know behind me. I followed the road to a large building - it could have been a hospital, or a school - where we continued to run along corridors, up and down stairs, until I reached a room that I knew was the endpoint. There, a cheap yellow radio was playing music and an old school friend named Frazer was sitting on a table.
"So you got here first," I said.
And then I woke up.