Dreams

03/28/2020

Two nights back I had a dream wherein I was listening to Bob Dylan play live.

The odd thing was he was playing a song that doesn’t actually exist. And it was great.

Which means that I composed, played, recorded and arranged a Dylan track completely in my head.

Since this is very unlikely to have turned out very well (that is, I have no musical talent or skill) I can only conclude that my brain was lying to me. It must have been actual shite.

Calibration achieved; dreams can be complete lies. Don’t trust them.