Saturday, April 23, 2005

Book Of Dreams 

Dream 4
In my dream, I’m at a wedding reception or similar type of celebratory event. There is a buffet.

I’m sitting with Kirsty MacColl and we’re both in fine form, having lots of laughs.
“You’re my favourite person in the world,” I tell her. “I wish I could be you.”

I can occasionally make myself quite upset thinking about Kirsty, but this was a lovely, happy dream. It seemed very real.
And I wonder - I would stroke my beard at this point, if I had one - who is to say that it wasn’t real for the brief time that it lasted?

Is it foolish to miss somebody so badly that you never even met?

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