In Between

Today I had a drm that I'm walking between two tents/camps separated by large white sheets, in this little space stepping on peoples limbs through the sheets, I was walking all alone between two worlds. The reason being (of course!) that I am running/or evading  the police - but not the modern kind, instead more of a French gendarme. And finally I drift into a dark cartoon - yes its really hard for me to recall my dreams now after years of not recalling them, but it was just so strange to be in a world of cartoons where inevitably there's one very dark character, a devil if you will.   I will try to recall tomorrow's dream :)