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My dreams are getting weird.
Monday night I actually had a good one, though it was extremely vivid and wouldn't leave my head the whole day. It was about Toronto.
Last night's however is a whole other story. I dreamt about Phil! I was at a playhouse and maybe watching or rehearsing for a play when I saw him in the audience. I tried to avoid him like hell. The next night however, he was back in the audience again and this time I was acting/singing in a musical. He looked exactly the same as he did seven years ago, with that bleached hair. I had an extensive conversation with him but now I can't remember what it was about.
Then I had to go on stage quickly but one of the members was missing, so I ran down the street to Flea's house. He was quite apologetic for being late, we scrambled back to do our performance, which turned out to be jam session on stage; Flea played bass, Chad Smith was on vocals, John Frusciante drummed and I played guitar.
Monday night I actually had a good one, though it was extremely vivid and wouldn't leave my head the whole day. It was about Toronto.
Last night's however is a whole other story. I dreamt about Phil! I was at a playhouse and maybe watching or rehearsing for a play when I saw him in the audience. I tried to avoid him like hell. The next night however, he was back in the audience again and this time I was acting/singing in a musical. He looked exactly the same as he did seven years ago, with that bleached hair. I had an extensive conversation with him but now I can't remember what it was about.
Then I had to go on stage quickly but one of the members was missing, so I ran down the street to Flea's house. He was quite apologetic for being late, we scrambled back to do our performance, which turned out to be jam session on stage; Flea played bass, Chad Smith was on vocals, John Frusciante drummed and I played guitar.