In my dream I was standing a dark hallway in a house. My house. There was a dark living room to my right, and there were two or three children playing animatedly in the dark lounge room. The children felt very familiar, and I was connected to them – yet they were not mine. While

In my dream I was walking around a city I wasn’t familiar with, with five people I knew in my dream as friends. Suddenly a loud siren started screaming – like an air raid siren – filling me with a flood of dread. It was an omen that something terrible was coming. Just as I

Here’s another dream from my least favourite ‘apocalypse’ category. I was sitting outside, at a bluestone café in a beautiful tree-lined street, the sun was shining, the sky was blue and it was a perfect day. The street reminded me of George Street, Fitzroy, back in my old hood (in the real world). I was