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Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Teenage Dream

     
  

Apparently I only bother posting anymore when I have Darren-related dreams. Which is valid. In any case, in my dream last night, I was working at/volunteering at a resort by a nice lake with some beaches. One of my duties as a volunteer was helping to get things set up for a small concert Darren was having. It was just him, a keyboard player, and another guitarist. After helping the keyboardist find the right key for the song (can't remember what song... nothing I associate with Darren normally), he turned his attention to the audience. I was already standing off to the side sort of swaying like a moron (along with some other folks from the audience), and he seemed pretty happy that everybody was getting into it already. He actually stopped to dance briefly with me and a couple of the other girls. And, yes, that's really all there was to the dream. It was brief, not terribly exciting, and left me assured that today will be a good day because in my dream? Darren Criss held onto my hips. What else does a girl really need?

Thursday, November 15, 2012

Cuddling

     
  

I wish I could remember most of the dream, but the highlight? Sitting and watching a concert (it was like preschool - everyone was sitting on the floor in front of the stage) and cuddling with Darren Criss. No clue why it was happening, no clue why I was so sure Wes wouldn't mind, but it was a hell of a lot of fun. And, really, if I'm only going to remember one thing about a dream, that's the thing to remember.

Thursday, June 2, 1994

Last Day

     
  
I dreamt last night that it was the last day of school again. I asked Joel when he was going to move, and I couldn't understand what he said. Then I was watching the news and I saw Wylong Joy playing basketball with some other boys. He looked so sober and serious. Then I realized that he was at that boys' ranch. Poor Wylon. Next I was like in a Spanish opera, but I woke up before it was to the second act.

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