This morning I woke up in the middle of a dream, I suppose, reading the scrolling lyrics of Strawberry Fields Forever, as if I were in a Karaoke bar. It was 5:15 but I didn't really have to get up until 6:30. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. It's something that has been happening to me more often lately. I can't sleep right. I think I am having some generalized anxiety issues. I had to get out of bed and work on something. So I made this bad photoshop piece, depicting my hippie dream. Does hearing the Beatles music in my dreams make me a hippie or just lucky? I don't know, but I rarely even remember my dreams so this was a welcome change.
3 comments:
lucky. super lucky.
i think it's awesome. much better than my dream the other night about souljah boy
last week I half-awoke in the middle of the night thinking there was a big hairy spider in my bed and i catapulted all of the blankets off the bed. I figured that was as good a time as any to go to the bathroom, still a little freaked out about the spider. But while I was in there I woke up and was like, "there's no spider in there, idiot." your dream is much better.
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