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ginsoakedboy | 21.12.2004 03:29 | Dream I had a weird dream last night. Myself and Mrs Ginsoaked were going to see Tom, and this time we had tickets. OUr seats were at the back of the upper tier, not a great view. However, when the man came out (no band) the stage rose up to the upper tier, it was a set like a bar, and he started talking to the audience. After a while, I went down the stairs to the loo. The stage was back down to the stalls level now. I spotted a few empty seats near the stage, so brought the missus down. We sat a couple of rows back, because the front row was not a good view. TW spent more ime talking than singing, but gave us some props from the set, mostly beer mats and some kind of books or leaflets. Now while this is going on, some bloke in the same row, a few seats away, has an ostrich which keeps sneaking out it's neck to nip us. We don't really see the ostrich body, but it's neck keeps reaching out to nip us. Not sore or friightening, but just very irritating. Anyway next thing, we are up on the stage after the show, and Tom is in bed, lying as if he were dead or passed out. I ring for an ambulance , but he opens his eyes and laughs at us so I put the phone down. Then he gets up and I thank him for all the years of wonderful music that has accompanied my growing up, and as we say our goodbyes, he thanks us for listen ing to him and having an interest in his work, and he says to me , "Remember, Be Confident" and the dream kind of fades out. There was a bit more, but it was a very long cream, and so vivid and real that it has played on my mind all day. Any therapists among ye going to give me a bit of free analysis? Or maybe just take the p!ss. And there were no shoes in the dream. |