Scary dream

Last night I had a dream....

I was with the kids teacher of all people in his musty underground cellar. It was jam packed full of bottles of every type of alcohol you could possibly think of. I was sitting down cross legged with a small group of people on the cold, concrete floor. The atmosphere was dark and dingy. A dim light in the corner lit up the dust and cobwebs. Smoke filled the room as we all happily chuffed away on our cigarettes whilst looking up at the numerous shelves. We were straining and squinting to read the dusty labels when all of a sudden the bottles started tumbling down to the floor in front of me. One at a time I caught them just before they smashed to the ground. I found it was exhausting as no-one was helping me. I felt pressured as it was all up to me to save these many bottles from crashing at all costs. Some bottles looked new but most looked old, tired and worn out. I felt a sense of responsibility & I couldn't let any of them fall, I knew if I did it would be a disastrous situation. One that I couldn't escape from. The only one that didn't fall was the finest bottle of scotch I had ever seen, it had a really cool name & wish I could remember it. This lovely smooth, sleek bottle kept catching my eye whilst I continuously caught the other bottles. In an instant they stopped falling as quickly as they started and the teacher turned to me and smiled, gesturing if I'd like to take a sip from the fine bottle he saw I had my eye on. Of course I did not hesitate to do so. I took a rather large sip - it was glorious, the best thing I'd ever tasted in my life! I savored the taste, slowly putting the lid back on and carefully returning it to it's rightful place on the shelf. Whilst smiling at the others gathered on the floor I bent down to put out my cigarette. They were chatting amongst themselves seemingly oblivious to what had just transpired. They didn't smile back. I took one last look at the bottle and saw from the corner of my eye a big smile come back at me from the teacher who was hovering over in the dimly lit corner. I stood up straight and tall and headed directly for the door. Though it was big and heavy, it opened with ease. I didn't look back and kept walking out into the brilliant fresh air & sunshine with the warm summer breeze blowing through my hair. A happy new day was on the horizon!