This morning I blearily woke up from my dream, trying to turn off the alarm.
While I was walking in circles in my flat rubbing at my eyes, trying to get focus, checking that the world was still standing and generally waking up the alarm went off again. For a few seconds I wondered if the walking was a dream, then I realised I had probably hit the snooze button instead of the quit button.
I don't remember much of my dreams, mostly fragments, but I remember the essence. A friend is moving this weekend but in my dream he had already moved, only I wasn't sure if he had or not and went looking for him - it was very important to me and I felt keen disappointment that I couldn't find him anywhere. In the dream he wasn't living in the actual place he lives ofc, but in a very trashy strange dreamscape suburb. "knocking on a window where my friend no longer lives I had forgotten" or whatever the song lyric is. After extracting myself from the suburb (I don't recall if the dream about the strange trip to a dreamscape France was before or after or in between) I was walking through a swampy/muddy forest, where you had to step on tussocks and sticks/wooden pieces to avoid sinking in the mud. Logically I was wearing 4 inch stilettos. To be more specific, my favourite flat pumps (checkered with skull+rose print) was turned into 4 inch stilettos which I was muddying down in a forest trail, quite heavily trafficked, trying to get away from nasty people in a nasty (non existant) part of a city.