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annathepiperI dreamed this morning about being at a Great Big Sea concert. No surprise there, even if it was one with seats instead of the open-dance-floor situation to which I have grown happily accustomed.
The strange parts involved walking into the concert apparently freshly out of the shower and wrapped in towels. Dream-Me realized that this was apparently a bad idea, and I was able to change to something fit to wear in public just by thinking about it.
Then in the concert I wound up in the wrong row, but it didn't seem to matter. And my friend Brent from Kentucky, who I have not seen more than a time or two since![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
solarbird and I moved out here to Washington, actually was in the seat on the end, so Alan Doyle came up and made him sing a verse of something.
I seem to remember Mr. Doyle also tossing me a look and a comment to the effect of 'next time we're back come play with us'... but I am not trusting my subconscious lately, with the groggy state I'm in. ;) I think it's mocking me!
The strange parts involved walking into the concert apparently freshly out of the shower and wrapped in towels. Dream-Me realized that this was apparently a bad idea, and I was able to change to something fit to wear in public just by thinking about it.
Then in the concert I wound up in the wrong row, but it didn't seem to matter. And my friend Brent from Kentucky, who I have not seen more than a time or two since
solarbird and I moved out here to Washington, actually was in the seat on the end, so Alan Doyle came up and made him sing a verse of something.I seem to remember Mr. Doyle also tossing me a look and a comment to the effect of 'next time we're back come play with us'... but I am not trusting my subconscious lately, with the groggy state I'm in. ;) I think it's mocking me!
