OK, this one starts off with me at the train station to head into work, but suddenly realise I have my glasses on, and am having a vain day and want my contact lenses instead - but the train is almost at the platform and it's ten minute walk back home - and am very conflicted as to what to do (at least I'm dressed though, lol).
Then suddenly it feels like I am back home, Wellington, but it feels like a civil war is going on or something - the train station is full of troop trains going into the city and casualty trains coming back - and a couple of my workmates and myself set up a triage station in the train station, less of a drive around hills and such to the local hospital. And I look at a tourist map of Wellington and there are bushfires indicated all over the place - like I said, another strange dream...
Later peeps
Pauly
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