First I find myself in a rickety escalator with only three out of formerly four walls, descending from a great height with a breathtaking speed and I am loving it … Next thing I climb over some tables in a restaurant in a shopping centre, vertically, like on a ladder, I am stepping onto other people’s dining tables, one by one, and they don’t mind, since I am obviously in a hurry and there’s a purpose to my rudeness.
Last thing, I find myself on a busy urban street and walking like your normal person and it would seem I want to find a H&M store that’s still open.
When the clock radio wakes me with slow classical tones, I feel very much alive, rejuvenated and satisfied. What a great dream it was: dangerous, full of movement and excitement. And also contained there was an undeniable wish for … shopping. 😆