That's when I reach for my [copy of] Revolver
I had such an odd dream last night. All I can remember from it was seeing the same type of person (I can't remember the significance) popping up in multiple places inside a field. As soon as they were finally gone, everything around me started morphing into that same person. Somehow, I was shocked every time. I think I remember massive amounts of gelatin as well.
Here's the kicker though, I remember thinking that it stood out enough to write it down (I usually keep a paper and pen at the ready for such occasions) and I proceeded to get up and write down the more prominant parts. Only problem was, I dreamed that part too.
Here's the kicker though, I remember thinking that it stood out enough to write it down (I usually keep a paper and pen at the ready for such occasions) and I proceeded to get up and write down the more prominant parts. Only problem was, I dreamed that part too.