Strange dreams last night. Coming back from holidays and forgetting
guitars in
hotel rooms, receiving phone calls from
forgotten aquaintences ("
Don't you remember me?" they said. "
I'll have to call you back." I said.) chasing a
big, crazy mouse around in a
damp, brick tunnel with a white,
vanilla oblong of light at the end, and other such
bizarre-ness.
I told myself to write it down because I knew I'd forget the detail otherwise.
Next time, maybe.