Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

Now That's Better

As compensation for a couple of really rather horrible nights, a night of vivid dreams.

Things I dreamed about include: a revolutionary plastic material that miniaturised anything it was wrapped around, flying discs, a secondhand bookshop (there had to be one of those), an elaborate role-playing game from the 1930s, a collection of photographs of dead popes, a rocky beach with fossil ammonites, Rupert Murdoch's Christmas cards, a churchyard near Canterbury.

My favourite bit was where I was in a fantasy movie, playing a grizzled but amiable character in the rebel army (with a sentient loaf of bread as a sidekick) and we were flying through the digitally augmented landscapes of Kent and Sussex.

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