Dreams

Hi there, Natty honey!  How are you feeling, you wonderful girl?  Oooh, dirty laundry.  Oh well, we all have to do it.  That's a beautiful vanity you have there though, and nice boots too.  That vanity could use some lights, don't you think?  But that would involve some drilling... would you want to do that?  I know you don't like people gossiping about you, but I'm sure you are handling it quite well, with experience.  You are resilient.  Don't forget this is the Rock and Roll business, so the right attitude will make you feel great.  Of course I'm always with you.  You're my girl!

I had a dream about you last night.  I don't normally talk about my dreams in this public place, but you might like this one.  I had a dream that you were living among cannibals, and they all wanted to eat you.  Then you decided to eat yourself.  Say, that sounds quite yummy!  I want to eat you too.  With vanilla ice cream and strawberries.

Oh, your sister was in my dream last night too.  This was a separate event.  You know how dreams go from one situation to another.  I was just walking on the road, minding my own business.  Your sister was in a singer-songwriter duo, performing at the side of the street.  Then I came across this other band, who was sitting at a table at a busy restaurant.  One of the guys told me, with a very serious tone, about an open mike event in NYC which cost 7 dollars to enter, and his band was going there to participate.  So was your sister.  I told him that I had not heard of such an event, and I had no real interest in it, but if I happened to be in NYC at the time I might just check it out.

Well, I'm not in NYC.  I'm out in the sticks somewhere in Asia.  I already have a gig, anyway.