memories

Date: 7/29/2016

I dream in color. I feel touches and remember conversations. I rarely hear myself speak. American idol dreams. Talent show dreams of being too late to sing. I was in a symphony before. We were waiting to go into where we needed to go. The looked like a church. It has blue carpet and standing ashtrays. People were pacing with instruments leaning about. Everyone wearing orchestra black. I don't recall if I knew what I played. The dreams I remember and I'm writing about are detailed for the length of time it's been since some of them were dreamed.