muller

Dream Chronicles Part I

So, I'm outside, it's cold and windy, and i can see the air. It moves like it's got a hint of smoke in it. Every movement, every change in direction, i can see it. The leaves are being defeated, and relocated to the gutters. I can watch them move. It's almost like they are moving in slow motion, and I am not being held to the same force. It's daytime, but I don't really see anyone. I walk to the park by my house, and there is a demonstration going on. It is being led by Tracy Morgan. More like Brian Fellows. I'm not sure what he is talking about. Something to do with birds, or education.

I see her. She is staring at me. I don't know why. Everyone else has their eyes to the front. She stares at me. Not a come hither, or wanton stare, mind you, but more like a confused stare. She doesn't approach me, and I'm kinda freaked, so I return to my house, where there seems to be a party going on. When i open a beer and step out to the back porch, I'm now over looking the water. It seems as though my back yard decided to become a cliff and part of the Pacific. I start to realize it's a dream. I awake.

I'm not a dream analyst, or anything, so I don't really try to interpret this. I'm just going to let it be what it is.

rad.


So my new years resolution is to give my all to music. Finish the record and put it out there for people to like or dislike.
I'm going to be playing drums for a friends band, come wednesday. This is a new venture for me. wish me luck.

The girl from my dream was at Guitar Showcase as I was buying a 2x12 Sunn cab yesterday. She asked If I would play bass in her band. I'm not too keen on playing bass for another band, but she practices around the corner from my house, so I may go and see why she was in my dream.

I threw a couple more pictures of booya! in my pics section. Go look at his sexiness.