Goodbye My Friends

This dream I had a while ago, whilst I was at the Boom music festival in Portugal.  It was on my first night there and I was as happy as could be so I was so confused that I would have such a disturbing dream.  Two of my best friends in Cape Town (I prefer not to mention names on my blog for privacy for my friends) came and sat me down and told me that they were going to be moving away to Namibia.  I was really really sad about this because I see a lot of them and I was devastated that they weren't going to live up the road anymore.  I said goodbye to them and off they went.  In Namibia, they lived in a high rise apartment which somehow I could still see in my minds eye, even though I was still in Cape Town.  I continued with my life but was very sad all the time that they were not around but I continued to be able to constantly see (in my warped dream state) this high rise apartment block that they were living in.  One day, the apartment block slowly - like in slow motion - began to crumble to the ground.  Slowly it fell, and somehow I knew that my friends were in there.  As if to stick with the theme, I slowly started to try to scream in horror, but the scream wouldn't come out.

Whilst trying to scream in the dream, I managed to scream myself awake back into real life.  It was just before 6am and I'd likely disturbed all the people in the tents around me.  I opened the inside zip of my tent and just stared out at the party.  I had to wait 2 hours for my friend to wake up at a normal time, whilst all I really had to contemplate was this dream I'd just had.  I panicked because I still had 6 nights ahead of me at this party, knew that it was going to be taxing on my body between the heat, dancing, constant music and uncomfortable mattress and really stressed out about this being added to the mix too.  Of course, the nightmares continued for the rest of the party, but this was definitely the worst one.