Like a real life Thundercat a Tiger-man wearing armor type superhero. Very fierce and frightening and yet I realise he is my colleague in a legion of superheroes (pan to a scene of the entire collective) fighting some unimaginable global menace. Sitting in an armchair in the home of a very fat American woman she is standing and talking to me in words that I can hardly understand and yet I know it is English but they don't form sentences I can comprehend. She has three white cats. I'm in an artist's studio but the room is in someway hyper-real and everything is perfectly in focus no matter the relative distance.
These three dreams were experienced by me last night in quick succession. I say three but it was like one long dream but there seemed to be three different narratives.


