Lately I haven't recalled much of my dreams but the one I had last night still holds on to me quite well.
The beginning is quite confusing to me. I'm standing in front of the toilet, someone somehow manage to make me piss on my foot, which had one of my shoes on as well.
Now this pass fast and I don't know if this actually has anything to do with oncoming events but moving outside the bathroom I spot one of my best friends kneeled in deep despair. There's another woman a bit beside her also experiencing defeat and it may be my fault though neither I or they know it.
My friend has dissapeared and I set off to find her.
The building I'm in is in no particular way familiar to me.
I manage to climb swiftly up to the roof. I'm met by probably the most beautiful scene to appear in the dream.
It's summer, I am looking at what seem to be a square-ish ring of roofs from merging buildings, preassumably having the courtyard on ground plane. Metal plating dominates the scene in greens and reds, and a tall lush tree rises from the center. Everything is a tad desaturated though, like looking at a 30 year old photograph, but it's still beautiful.
I race around, finding a small girl wearing in a red-pink dress just standing there on the roof. I ask her if she's the friend I'm looking for which doesn't strike me as an unreational thing to do.
Later inside the building I find her, and she seem to be happy again. As with the toliet scene things are quite diffuse and I don't remember much.
It may be I was having two dreams. I am suddenly situated at some underground goth/punk hangout, situated in the scrapyard of some city. I am sitting with an other friend next to a big window beside the entrance and say how cool this place is. It seem all decorations, both inside and outside has been built by various junk like the formations of gears and engine parts we're currently looking at.
A large highway bridge goes straight over the hangout casting a shade over the area this bright sunny day.
I go outside and I need to wee apparently. I walk to some kind of outhouse made of white plastic. The inside houses several urinoars which I try to use but find it difficult since I'm suddenly wearing a big jacket and a bag. I don't want them to touch the wall you pee at.
A younger man is in the structure as well climbing the pisswall like a monkey and do his bussiness. I walk to a connecting room which has a pool instead of floor with a platform in the midle, connecting to the previous corridor. I start urinating at the suspicious looking water and almost fall into it as I slip on the platform and land on my behind.
Later on I am at the younger mans house and seem to wonder what I am doing there. He puts on some music and doesn't seem to notice me. I grab my stuff and leave.
I think I woke up about here.