dreams... again
Posted: 2011-07-16 08:41
looks like i was in tokyo, at a crowded street in the city. a jp dude, around 45 years old, standing there, made me feel like i was at the correct spot.
the correct spot for a concert. probably because he was holding some tickets in his hands. we did not talk with each other, but our minds knew what the other one wanted to say. i knew he would sell me the tickets for my bro & a friend, who would soon arrive with the next train. (both of em no maaya fans, but dreams sometimes dont give a damn)
then i was in some kind of anteroom. a tv attached to the wall displaying an interview with maaya. my last doubts vanished.
summary: its always bad luck (?) when you try to get some distance and then you suddenly start dreaming about her. cannot run away from dreams.
the correct spot for a concert. probably because he was holding some tickets in his hands. we did not talk with each other, but our minds knew what the other one wanted to say. i knew he would sell me the tickets for my bro & a friend, who would soon arrive with the next train. (both of em no maaya fans, but dreams sometimes dont give a damn)
then i was in some kind of anteroom. a tv attached to the wall displaying an interview with maaya. my last doubts vanished.
summary: its always bad luck (?) when you try to get some distance and then you suddenly start dreaming about her. cannot run away from dreams.