Eyeless kittens
Dream: I’m doing yoga-cum-breakdancing with friends (probably inspired by working through some back problems with Hatha Yoga, and the hilarious outtakes of Simon Pegg doing breakdancing in Shaun of the Dead). When I do an especially bendy and impressive Plough-like posture, my upside-down face is greeted by several ginger kittens. In some improbable way, they are upside-down too, forming a common bond of topsy-turviness. I look carefully at the kittens’ eyes as they advanced towards me with coy friendliness, and as I catch a certain angle, it seems that their eyeballs are actually set back into their skulls, and you can see through the head, in one eye socket and out the other. It even seems sometimes that they don’t have eyes at all—just empty little sockets.
