It started with me in my brothers lock up. I noticed that the locker in the corner, one of the draws had sandwiches that were many months old. I walked across the street to ask his wive if she knew they were there. When I got to my brothers he was having a party. My 5 year old nephew was nearly 6 ft tall. Like all relations who have't seen a younger member of a family I spouted the immortal words, 'haven't you grown!'. I then found my brothers wife and she told me to seek out my brother. With a sense of urgency I informed him about the food hiding away in the garage. He reluctantly agreed to follow me there. As we went outside the sun was shining and the air was blisteringly close. But, it started to snow! I looked up to see the clouds that weren't there a moment ago merging into a giant ring. Faces formed in the clouds and it started to spin. Friendly, happy faces of old and age wisened men looked down on me. The clouds were rotating faster and faster as I followed their progress with little circles of my own. Golden dust was falling from the clouds and coating the ground with a light dust. The faces kept forming and smiling. I breathlessly cried to my brother, 'Can you see the sky? Can you see the signs?' He just replied no he can't. He looked a little confused by my behaviour. I didn't mind because I knew he didn't think anything less of me for my rantings. He loved me and we were brothers. I then was in my mums kitchen when it started to snow again. I ran from the house and the same thing was happening as before! This time I found it harder to see because of the trees in my mothers garden. Again I cried, 'Can you see?' And no one could see. My father yelled down from an upstairs room, 'You're barefoot and standing in dog shit!' I looked down and he was right. I went to wash my feet. I entered the washroom tofind it at one moment claustrophobic and another moment cavenous! I washed my feet and settled down in the washroom to watch some satelite T.V. I was flicking through the channels when I saw a women walking form the shadows, dressed in a blue wetsuit and carrying all the diving gear. He hair was jet black and she didn't see me. She looked at the T.V. and I could see her profile. A classic profile. Then she took off her wet suit and she was wearing a little slip underneath with tiny black lace knickers. She had lovely round thighs. I asked her, 'Do you usually wear that underneath when you go diving?' And for the first time she looked my my way. Her face was a picture of perfection! Her little nose offering the tiniest of snubs. And her eyes tore the vreath from me! They were the clearest, most encapturing eyes I had ever seen. Crystal colured grey! Huge wild pools I could get lost in and never look for a way out. She walked across to where I was sitting and placed a leg between my legs, leant down so our faces were just close enough I could feel her breath and told me,'I have to go out'. She then stood up straight and walked away to the corner where she put on a ball gown. She told me then she was a vet and didn't want to lose her lizard. 'Eh?' I replied. She held out her hand and in her palm stood the smallest of reptiles. Green and red stripes with a spine of spikes running across its back. She left. I decided to leave to so I went outside and because I didn't have a key I pretended to lock it with what I had. I walked downhill and was approached by four druggies. I growled at them and three backed away. But one was in for the kill so kept coming. I puched him. Hard. Knocked him down flat. But he got up and a scuffle started. I kept punching and punching. My arms never grew tired. He then pulled a needle from his pocket, screamed AIDS at me and plunged it into my arm! I felt the needle sink deep. I grabbed the syringe and yanked it from me, already my mind was occupuied by thoughts of slowly dieing of a disease I have no place in getting. I felt a little regret at the wasted years. I then grappled the druggy and put him into a headlock. I then dragged him down the hill to seek medical help for me and have this arsehole arrested. When I got to where the police were I was surrounded by gun weilding harlequins. The police told me that they can offer no help as they were already busy. I then woke up. Any pointers about what this dream may mean would be gratefully accepted. Thank you.