I am dreaming... I know I am dreaming, and it's ok

The dream is something to do with sitting down, playing a Bass guitar, but it's not going well I hear a voice shouting at me and I walk downstairs.

Suddenly I am supervising children, and they are not behaving, The Kids shouts and screams are ringing out...bouncing off the walls.

The ceilings of this place are incredibly high, it's sterile, like a Modern Art gallery. One of the children picks up a silver object and suddenly whacks me in the leg with it.

I feel my temper start to rise, I am fuming.

All of a sudden I am moaning at the childrens mother, whom I don't recognize, and we're arguing, stressed, walking through this place with high grey walls, white ceilings & a shiny marble floor.

We are moving towards these hugely high glass doors. We are in total silence. I am looking around feeling confused by this sudden lack of sound.

We are moving around what can only be described as a refectory, an anodine space where many people are eating and talking.

I am now in a queue waiting to get a drink.

as I approach the machine which routinely spits out this brown goo, my arm stretches out a metal cup to receive. It is then that I hear 'the voice'.

It is not someone behind me, or by the machine. It feels like it is being piped right into my head.

"...wouldn't it be nice if there ws something to relieve all those stresses and strains? New SANTEX can help you without that feeling of guilt..."

I become aware that it feels like a voiceover from a commercial. I mean there I am having this dream I become aware this is a dream and that I am hearing a voice-over...

I also become aware that the refectory is crammed full of people, all drinking the same brown liquid. I look around, find an empty table and sit.

I look down at the drink I now have in front of me. and then around at the others in the room. Then I notice someone behind me staring, but, as soon as he sees me looking he adjusts himself, facing forward REALLY quickly.

Suddenly I become aware of the silence again. peoples mouths are moving but there is no sound. I become scared, angry and try to break this weirdness with an outburst of my own:

"so shall I drink the fucking drink then, shall I?
Is that what you want me to do?"

and as I am looking around, feeling increasingly agitated, wondering what the fuck kind of dream this is....I hear the unconnected voice say

"I would..."

it is then that I wake up...