Dreams…

I haven’t had one of these in awhile, but last night I had several interesting dreams. The first one involved going to a James Taylor concert only once I arrived at the Civic Center it became this weird Barnes and Noble looking knockoff, and people that were milling around said that James would be leading his own parade around the store.

I looked around, and sure enough, here was James Taylor headed my way shaking hands with a entourage of people marching behind him. The dream shifted to after the concert, and I was driving home. I decided it would be fun to call James and let him know how great I thought his concert was, so I did and got to talk to him for about two minutes before some roadie got on the line and started talking gibberish at me. So I hung up.

I don’t remember much about the other dream except for the fact that and were there. I think they were trying to tell me how to punch right or something. Then my alarm went off, and I didn’t have any interesting dreams while snoozing.

So there you have it.