Last night, I dreamt that I traveled back in time to 1966. I really don't
know how to describe it...it was unbelievably vivid. It WAS a different time.
Everything looked and felt different...the people, the cars, billboards...it
was amazing. All the things that complicate life in the new millennium were gone...not like 1966 was any kind of a paradise or anything, just...different. I was sitting in a small neighborhood park in San Francisco,
and the Beau Brummels were playing to a small gathering of people. They
sounded so good, it brought tears to my eyes. Then it occurred to me that
my mother was pregnant with me on the other side of the country.
Um, that's it.
know how to describe it...it was unbelievably vivid. It WAS a different time.
Everything looked and felt different...the people, the cars, billboards...it
was amazing. All the things that complicate life in the new millennium were gone...not like 1966 was any kind of a paradise or anything, just...different. I was sitting in a small neighborhood park in San Francisco,
and the Beau Brummels were playing to a small gathering of people. They
sounded so good, it brought tears to my eyes. Then it occurred to me that
my mother was pregnant with me on the other side of the country.
Um, that's it.
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Along with cheese.
actually, it's more of a general disgust.