Dreams: chickens and pigeons.
Jan. 19th, 2008 10:03 pmOK, other people's dream are boring, I know, but since F. seems to be telling people about my dreams, I thought I'd share my dream last night with you.
I was at the Scottish Parliament, which happened to be an open field. There were old leather sofas to sit on, and they kept being moved around. Wherever I sat, I was in the worng place. I was part of a singing-presentation. And there were chickens, which were being chased by flunkies as they were re-arranging the sofas. Chickens, and pigeons.
I was at the Scottish Parliament, which happened to be an open field. There were old leather sofas to sit on, and they kept being moved around. Wherever I sat, I was in the worng place. I was part of a singing-presentation. And there were chickens, which were being chased by flunkies as they were re-arranging the sofas. Chickens, and pigeons.