Dreams of Mars

[pyat]

I fell asleep on the train home today, while reading Out of the Silent Planet. I was very tired. I woke up at Oakville, with a clear memory of walking upwards towards the cold upper plains of Malacandra, to Augray's Tower.

That was pretty cool.

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[used_songs]

How cool! I've just been thinking about dreams and how some of them stay with you for a long time.

[pyat.livejournal.com]

*nods!* I read this particular book a dozen or more times in grade school, so the narrative seems to have worn a groove in my brain...

[used_songs]

I guess dreams can wear their own grooves, too. I have recurring dreams about a couple of different dreamscape locations, and they always feel so familiar when I enter them each time.

[pyat.livejournal.com]

Likewise! I often have dreams set in a sort of fantastic version of my home city, with streets and streets filled with huge, rambling brick houses and bridges and observatories and the like.

[mrs-dm.livejournal.com]

You're lucky your stop is at the end of the line and so you don't have to worry about missing it -- or do you?

Doesn't the train turn around at Aldershot? Perhaps you could find yourself heading back to Toronto.

[pyat.livejournal.com]

It does turn around in Burlington, but there's usually enough hubbub to get me up if I fall asleep. My real fear is falling asleep in the morning, and waking up in Pickering!