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23 Sep 2002 - Fall Of The Eiffle Tower
This dream plays out twice. There is only slight variences. It starts I am talking to Amanda Earnshaw and Catherine Ellis at the Eiffle Tower. It is like a giant mall. We were sitting at a cafe. Suddenly it started crumbling around us. People were really calm thouh most knew they were going to die.

On the way down to the bottom Catherine said to Amanda: "She looks like the side of a house." Well, I was indignant. I turned to them and said: "Well, I should have know that you would not change. I may be fat now but I will not be soon. I will see you in 10 years and I am thin and rich and you are old, fat and still serving the same people that you are now. That is if I want to see you." Catherine fell into a moving escalator.

I slipped off the shoes that I was wearing and gave them back to Amanda. I walked off to go to my soccor game. Though I was bare footed it was not that difficult. I turned a corner and ended up in a dark street. I thought that it was the one that I wanted because almost every street ended with a sports field.

I walked past a 4 wheel drive with a woman sitting smoking in the front seat. She laughed when I realized that I was in the wrong street and turned back. But I found that it was the very next street that I wanted.

The moment that I stepped onto the soccor field they started kicking the ball to me, despite my bare footedness. I walked to the other end wary of my feet being trampled on and kicking the ball when it came to me. I exited and walked into a dilapitated glass house where the coach was sitting. I told him that I was not able to play because I did not have my shoes. He said that was a shame and never to do it again because I was his star player.

It was then that I saw my sneakers sitting on the bench. He said that he had thought that they were mine but they were red. It was then that I told him my shoes were red, but the game was over.

I was then walking back into town and I could see the remanants of the eiffle towere held up by a cardboard pyramid. Amanda came rushing up to me to say that they wanted a re-enactment of what happened. I agreed as long as Catherine was not around.

So here we repeat the dream but with Kate in place of Catherine. Catherine thought that she was a part of it and kept trying to catch up but was always a floor behind. The place where she falls onto the escalator it is reenacted by Kieran.

So we repeat the entire collapse until we get to the bottom. I turn and say to Amanda: "I congratulate you on your effort here to-day and the way you emulated the entire senario. You did a brilliant job from the fall right down to the decoration on the escalator platforms."

I headed off to the soccor field. This time I had my sneakers on and I knew where I was going.

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