How come I have a lot of weird dreams. I keep dreaming of people I do not know and would probably never think about when I’m conscious. Last night I dreamt that Richard Merck forced me to sing a song I didn’t know at a jam-packed concert. Richard Merck??? Whadda? And there’s the nightmare with Julio Diaz. And I’m pretty sure I had another dream starring another celebrity of the same “star quality” between those two. I would understand if I’d seen them somewhere recently or somebody mentioned something – but nooo – they just pop right into my dreams. It’s so weird it could probably rival Akira Kurosawa’s Dreams.

Most of the time I forget my dreams. I’m thinking of starting an experiment and sleep with a notebook or a recorder beside me so I can keep track of my weird dreams and maybe find out what they mean. Last night’s dream was weird coz after singing a cover song (that I did not know), I sang an original song – MY original song. It had a melody and a chorus, but of course, I forgot coz I didn’t write it down. But I do remember part of the lyrics was “let’s climb the satan tree and lie beneath the avtvmn leaves” …. that’s so poetic I wouldn’t even think that up when I’m awake. And yes, you read right, autumn was spelled as avtvmn coz in my dream I was reading from a printout. The chorus had the phrase “scattered in the sun” or (something in the sun…). Hmm…