Poppies by the Roadside

1. Football

Playing football, (something I can't read from notes), my brother N with someone I don't know.

2. Try for Sex

There is a dream of which I'm not sure it was a dream at all. I'm with a girl and we decide to have sex, I have trouble with the penetration and therefore hurry too much. I'm not at ease.
Early in the night I also had a wet dream, or at least I came, but I can't actually remember the dream. Also, before I went to bed, I knew I would be having a wet dream, but when it happened I was too asleep to do anything, and afterwards I did not even remember, only when I got up in the morning and thought back through the night did I wonder and check.

3.  Turkish School Atlas

Inside. Big atlas for school, someone comes to return it because it is in Turkish, and they did not see it when they bought it. But the size of the book is really big. Two rooms, light, I am there but not sure what to do, because I don't think it concerns me. First room open to the front, street.
I am mostly in the first room. Because these customers are not helped, there is nobody, they don't know what to do and carry the atlas to and fro.
There is someone in a hurry too, but he takes care of things first, which means eating the stuff that the customer left because it was not what he wanted. This is related to the atlas, I'm sure. It is on a table by the door. I don't want to touch it. Atmosphere warm red. This person cannot let all this food go to waste. It is a bunch of things on top of each other, but some things look good. So I look, but I don't eat it. This person does, and puts one thing after another in his mouth, because he has not much time. There is pizza, and baguette, and maybe lettuce, and pieces of tender meat on top of it all.

4. Roosklapper

I'm in a car, back seat, on the left, the car is full, on my right are Inro and Ma. In front Digr and someone else from our shop. Can't remember who's driving. We drive through the country side, from the dream perspective from right to left, much light, sunshine, daylight, plants. A few houses or cottages by the street side. No steep hills, but not entirely flat.
At some point Inro says, who is all the way on the right, poppy, but in a way that sounds very different, and in Dutch of course, she says: roosklappers. I know that she means poppies, I see them by the road side too, but the others don't understand what she's saying, because the word is klaproos (or in plural klaprozen). Especially Digr does not understand, so I explain, and Ma confirms.
Short dream but very bright and lucid.

These were the early dreams.

5. Death of Mandela

(Dream fragment of which I can read nothing, except) Kids come along from own free will. Building.
Now I remember. There was light in the dream, school, small spaces, corridor. Many children were there. Mandela and his wife were visiting. They wanted to get to the room at the end of the corridor, there they would lie down and die, that was their intention, at least his, because she still had spirit to live, but she wanted to support her husband. He would like to die by burning, that way he could the date of his dying himself.
The children all wear very posh clothing and a scene comes afterwards that explains what happened first. I see how the children are one by one selected or chosen, they come in a very large building that is very fashionable, lots of glass, clean, spacious income hall, simple, big and wide and long stairs, very stylish. Some are led here by there parents, but all is the children's choosing. Boys and girls, all dressed up. Girls like princesses, the boys, one of them is Bart Simpson, looks like a lego man, all in white and his name printed all over. These feels very eclectic. From here they go to the other part which is where Mandela and his wife are. From the dream perspective the stairs is on the left, the front door on the right, and the school in front. I'm not part of the dream scene.

6. Roof Study Room

I'm on my own, studying, I'm in the college tower and look out on the roof of some part of the college, and red bricks everywhere, interesting architecture. The room I'm in is big, I'm at the window, door somewhere behind me. I secluded myself from other people deliberately.
Light, lucid.
Then people start to walk in, I suppose other students, but I think my parents are among them. I also see students on the roof and think that is a good idea and I might do that some time, just climb out of the window and walk on the roofs, some parts are flat and can be used as a terrace. I still hope that people will not disturb me, or see what I'm doing, because I might be doing something intimate with myself, but once they're there I have to go with them.

7. Filling the Caskets

Possibly related to former dream.
My dad is taking care of things, lower level than at first. In a certain room are ready a number of cylindrical containers. They all contain water. There are five. Large. I have to stand on my toes to see the top. My brothers are here too, some things happen, I go with my brothers, they do something in another place, which is still lower, darker, and maybe outside, but we still come back. I can't remember what it was all about. Then I look in one of the bottles, which now looks like a thermos. And there is soup in it, I can't add anymore in it, which I think was what I was supposed to do. Something that is in this room of fluid we should carry out, but all the bottles are full.
There is also playing a film at one of the walls. The bottles were in a room that must have been the kitchen I reminded me of the kitchen of my parents, but the rest of the house was very different.
All this was meaningful and I helped, although reluctantly.

8. Back to Work

There was a last dream when I got back to work, first day, and I come in through the back door into the children's section which is my usual way, and I immediately see that I have to clean up and order this section, so I don't immediately go to the front where the till is, but I see that an old man is working behind the till, and Digr is also there. I am thinking that this old man, who is also tall, looks like a customer and find it strange that they've arranged it so that he can do my work. So I was replaced or represented after all, which is good, especially for my colleagues, because it means they could do their own work.
There are books that don't belong in the children's section, white, square, large, black print, and I try to make room and clean this up. This is about when Digr comes and greets me. That was about the end of the dream, I still looked back at the old man at the till.