A few nights ago I dreamt about phoenix down and floating leaves in a grove filled with sunlight. In the same dream I played in a band with elves, who, being elves, had extra-sensitive hearing and could hear sound frequencies that us humans couldn't. They would use sounds with those frequencies in our music, because they were "so cool," and I would just have to keep grooving even though I couldn't hear what they were playing. It was pretty cool.
Last night I had a nightmare about still being at that Battle of the Bands we played two nights ago. We were there for six hours, and it was way past my bedtime. I had been awake for 22 hours by the time I finally got home and went to bed. But I dreamt that the last band was still playing and we were still there, waiting for them to finish. Oh. The horror! I can't.
The madness has finally ended, we will not be playing any more shows for the rest of the summer! I'm excited to write, and have normal weekends again. I will, however, miss having an excuse to slather my eyelids with black gel and wear heavy boots in the summer. Fun times, fun times!
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