In My Dreams
I had a fun dream last night.
First of all, I know I had this dream, because I picked up my new keyboard Tuesday night. The first song I want to learn is "Somebody To Love" by Queen. So, for the past two nights I have been playing the song, I just need to work on the arrangement.
In my dream, I was shopping in India. I remember being disappointed in the selection of scarves and beaded purses and bargaining with the merchants. I must have been with my band, because then I found myself back at some music festival in India. I was in the food tent, and all of a sudden, the remaining members of Queen come up behind me and started talking to me, like I was one of them. Then, Freddie Mercury (who for some reason was sporting long, straight hair and his mustache) walked up to the other band members and gave me a wink and a smile. I remember thinking in my dream, "he's been deceased for almost fourteen years! What is he doing here?" Then I thought, "should I ask him how he's feeling?" Then I woke up.
This dream is strange not only because Freddie passed away in November of '91, but also because he was born in India. Hey, maybe I was communicating with his spirit in my dream. Maybe it was the Brandy Alexander I had last night, mixed with Advil. Who knows?
I remember talking to a friend of mine over drinks one night, and I told her that I thought her grandpa had tried to talk to me in a dream. His message to her was to hang in there and try not to get discouraged. So, I asked her if her grandpa was deceased. She said he was. I asked her if he looked like actor Dennis Franz, because that's what this guy looked like. She said, "no. That's my dad. He looked like Dennis Franz." Her dad passed away when she was sixteen, and I have never seen a picture of him.
For some reason, my sixth sense is stronger when I am on my period. I wonder if there is a scientific explanation for that?
First of all, I know I had this dream, because I picked up my new keyboard Tuesday night. The first song I want to learn is "Somebody To Love" by Queen. So, for the past two nights I have been playing the song, I just need to work on the arrangement.
In my dream, I was shopping in India. I remember being disappointed in the selection of scarves and beaded purses and bargaining with the merchants. I must have been with my band, because then I found myself back at some music festival in India. I was in the food tent, and all of a sudden, the remaining members of Queen come up behind me and started talking to me, like I was one of them. Then, Freddie Mercury (who for some reason was sporting long, straight hair and his mustache) walked up to the other band members and gave me a wink and a smile. I remember thinking in my dream, "he's been deceased for almost fourteen years! What is he doing here?" Then I thought, "should I ask him how he's feeling?" Then I woke up.
This dream is strange not only because Freddie passed away in November of '91, but also because he was born in India. Hey, maybe I was communicating with his spirit in my dream. Maybe it was the Brandy Alexander I had last night, mixed with Advil. Who knows?
I remember talking to a friend of mine over drinks one night, and I told her that I thought her grandpa had tried to talk to me in a dream. His message to her was to hang in there and try not to get discouraged. So, I asked her if her grandpa was deceased. She said he was. I asked her if he looked like actor Dennis Franz, because that's what this guy looked like. She said, "no. That's my dad. He looked like Dennis Franz." Her dad passed away when she was sixteen, and I have never seen a picture of him.
For some reason, my sixth sense is stronger when I am on my period. I wonder if there is a scientific explanation for that?
posted by Jeni @ 2:45 PM
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