So I was drunk last week and had this crazy dream. I was round my cousins house and met his chinese neighbour. Seemed like a nice bloke, he didn’t hang around for long and soon left. After more generic dreaming, something a little odd happened, a fox entered the house and left, it had a weird kind of mane and looked almost groomed. The fox kept up appearences and popped up every now and then. Later on, I look into the garden to see a parrot, the fox slyly creapt up to at and swung its paw at it. The parrot ran a couple of paces and then turned to face the fox. As the fox advanced the bird did nothing. The fox killed the parrot and carried it out of the garden. The doorbell rang and the chinese neighbour was at the door, with the parrot in hand trying to sell us the dead parrot. We told him about us witnessing the fox killing the parrott, and he told us that he trained foxes to do this. At this point I woke. Was this purely the alcohol, or does it have some deeper meaning which I am incapable of understanding…
This dream wasn’t particularly recent, but i met the girl of my dreams, ironically, in my dreams. For some reason beknown to me, I was in Paris. A girl and I were for some reason, on the run from the police. I’ll never forget her face, brown hair, brown eyes and the beautiful french accent. She wasn’t the prettiest of girls, but the personality was all there and we fell in love that night. Maybe somewhere, she dreamt the same dream…