Weird

A bit of double posting goodness today because I had this really weird dream last night and I thought I'd share it in the hope of gaining some insight.

So basically this dream happened pretty late in the night/early in the morning. It would have been about 4 or so I think because I'd just gone to the toilet and it wasn't light yet but it was starting to get that way.

The dream was set in Rockhampton, but not the Rockhampton you and I know. If anything it kind of looked a bit like Cooktown with the tree covered mountains and things like that, only the trees were more traditional bush, so perhaps Mt Tambourine is a better example. Anyways, I was driving around showing it off to the new pre-school teacher at work who, bizarrely enough, shares the same name as Josh's mum, Alison MacKenzie. So yeah, I was showing her around this place called Rockhampton, and it was kind of foggy and things and I pointed out to her the two bridges that were spanning this huge chasm. The two bridges were the Story Bridge and also London Tower Bridge. They were next to eachother, but a little bit indistinct because of the fog. We decided to have some fish and chips in the park overlooking the bridges.

Next thing you know we've got the fish and chips and are sitting down at a table and chairs to eat them. I open up the butcher's paper, and for a moment it's all I can see. Next thing WHAMMO
and I'm pushed onto my back with my arms pinned above my head. I look up at what's holding me down, and it's a monstrous sulpher crested cockatoo, except it's albino but without the pinkeyes. It was massive, and it looked down at me, then it proceeded to eat the few chips that I had managed to grab before it flattened me. Alison was kind of laughing at me, but this was a massive bird.

Anyways, that's about it. If you have any insights, hit up the comments!