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Showing posts with label concert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label concert. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 6, 2026

A Song In The Night


    My friends and I go to a concert to see a band that we enjoyed years ago. We get there early and find good seats. The concert goers enter the building wearing large, elaborate costumes.

    A large man sits next to me and falls on me several times. I don't know if he is drunk. My friend Derek sits to my right. I watch as people on the gym floor turn tables upside down to create a strange place to sit.

    The band begins to play. The crowd erupts. I look to see that Derek is walking out of the gym and two lesbians sit in his place. We flirt with each other. They want sex. I talk to them and they think my breath is bad but they don't say it outright. They make jokes at me. I stand up and leave the gymnasium. I recognize several of my friends as I walk out.

    Driving home, I get into an accident on the highway. It wasn't my fault. I leave my car and walk away, leaving the incident unresolved. I meet a man named Victor Davis Hanson in a building nearby and as we talk I become afraid that I will be in deep shit due to leaving the scene of an accident but I never go back.


I wake up.

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Foo

Dream 9/23/2017



My mom's dad just came back into her life. He is very tall. Standing next to him, I feel like a leprechaun. I drive around in my grandma and aunt's neighborhood but get lost. I try to keep driving to see if anything rings a bell as to where I am and how to get back. My mom calls. I tell her I am lost.

We go to a festival where the Foo Fighters are performing. They are playing under a pavilion. Dave Grohl is standing only fifty feet away.

I'm hanging out with my cousins at my aunt's house. We are all crowded around a TV watching a Foo Fighters/Marilyn Manson concert (at times it is Foo Fighters and other times it is Manson.) I don't feel like I belong in this group. There is an invisible wall that keeps me from connecting with my own family. While the others watch TV, I roam around the house and realize that this house is identical to mine. I tell the others, "hey, you guys have the exact same house as mine. Even all of your furniture is the same." I start pointing out the similarities.

My aunt and mom return home. I walk outside to greet them but two little puppy's escape the house. All of us chase the puppy's around the driveway trying to catch them. Dream ends.

I wake up