i actually told my boyfriend about this dream the other day.. he looked at me funny.
when i was about 11 i dreamt that this massive grey cloud appeared outside my living room window. it had a really angry face and it told me to pack up my family into the car and get them to drive to Arthur's Seat (a very small, very extinct volcano in Edinburgh). But we weren't allowed to talk at all during the journey or the volcano would erupt.
My brother was only about 5 at the time, and very talkative. So I said to the cloud.. "But my brother won't understand that we can't talk, how is he supposed to keep quiet?"
and the cloud said "well, he can talk then. But nobody else can. Be waaarrrnnned."
"but he's only 5.. he won't understand why we aren't talking back to him.. and if we don't talk to him, he'll get sad and cry."
"er. fine. you may talk to him a little bit. just a little bit, though."
So we were on the way to the volcano, my brother chattering away then suddenly our car is an open-top thing, and its raining mahoosive hailstones.







