Rockin' with Dokken
I had the most surreal dream last night where I was in France watching Don Dokken sashay on stage in a shiney plether jacket and thigh-high boots. Then suddenly I was in my old hotel room (the first hotel in Paris I stayed at) and was looking at myself in the mirror and as I watched my hair grew grey. They greyer my hair got the older my face got until it was glistening white and then my face became young again and Nathan entered my dream and I grabbed his hand and we ran along the waterfront laughing and being silly. The only other thing I remember is that I was wearing a bright orange sari - weird.... Just had to note this since I don't usually remember my dreams. Now I have "Breaking the Chains" running through my head...