I read hand in glove's journal entry about her Morrissey dream, and i really wanted to comment on it and share a really bizarre Morrissey dream i had once. But, seeing that comments have been disabled, i'll just write about it here.
It was more of a silly dream than a bizarre one. I have the weirdest dreams ever. I put psychedelics to shame. I had this dream several years ago and can still remember it due to its silliness and weirdness level.
Here it goes: I dreamt i was in an ice cream shop with a friend...which friend i was with i can't remember. It was an independently owned ice cream shop, and the store lighting inside was not unlike that of a Starbucks. You know, kind of dark. And the shop had hardwood floors. I ordered my ice cream cone from none other than...Morrissey!! He wasn't wearing a work uniform...he was just dressed in regular civilian clothes: dark blue jeans, a button-down shirt which i think was striped, and black shoes.
But anyway, as he was scooping my ice cream into the cone (two scoops of bubble gum flavored ice cream), he was singing a Smiths song! I wish i could remember exactly which one it was....it was either Bigmouth Strikes Again, What Difference Does It Make or, Hand In Glove!! And as he was singing and serving up the ice cream he was smiling and was in the bubbliest of moods! He handed me my ice cream cone singing and smiling. Then right after he handed me my ice cream, i woke up, because that was one of the weirdest dreams ever!! Weird, but very pleasant. :)
I mentioned the part about the hardwood floors because i had another dream about him a couple of years ago where i was in an old-style type of ballroom that had, yet again, hardwood floors. Morrissey was performing in this ballroom, but he wasn't performing on a stage. He was performing in the middle of the dancefloor, standing with the rest of the people. He was standing i'd say about 10 feet away from me, and was with a group of several people. It was basically like he was so close, yet not quite within reach.
The other day, i was looking through my cds and i found the cd single of I Have Forgiven Jesus (cd2), and inside the sleeve is a picture of Moz and the band, sitting on a stage with a hardwood floor. It kind of reminded me a lot of the latter dream which i described. Very interesting....
I'm kind of playing hooky from work today. Well, maybe not necessarily so, because i genuinely feel foul. But i'm sure i still could have gone in, if i really had wanted to. But truth be told, i've just had such an emotionally taxing past several days that i just decided to hole up in my house today and regroup, and clear out my mind. I'l write about those days at another time, because right now i just want to feel better, and if i drudge up the events from these past few days there is no hope for me to successfully nurse my wounds.