October 02, 2005

Dream Analysis

I was in a bus crash. Everyone survived except the bus driver who had a heart attack which is why we crashed in the first place. We all went to his funneral and there I met the woman of my dreams. We felt an instant attraction and left the service together arms around each other. While going up the escalator there was a bellboy in front of us singing. He was a very good singer but I didn't recognize the song. He stopped at the landing between escalators while me and my girl had one more flight to go and she stepped onto the next escalator. I tried to ask him the name of the song, but there was a lot of noise and didn't understand what I was asking. I paused and asked again as other people stepped onto the escalator, not wanting to be seperated I stepped on and shouted over the crowd asking the name of the song. Finally understanding he shouted back, "Sexy or Fourty-Four". Looking for the woman I had just met I couldn't see her anymore, more people had gotten on between us than I had thought. Suddenly I fell through a hole in the escalator and now was in danger of being ground up like so much meat by the machinery. But I couldn't lose her so I quickly scrambled down to the bottom. Now I just had to get out from inside the escalator and find her but everytime I reached up the get out another step slid by and I had to pull my arms back. I shouted for her but I couldn't see her and she wasn't responding to my shouts so I yelled louder and louder, more frantic with each passing second.

Then I woke up. I realized I hadn't met my dream woman but I wasn't so sure about the song. So I got up from bed and went to the computer to see if I could find the song. Nope. No song, no girl, and, for the moment, no sleep.

But I did stumble across Gogol Bordello. I guess they're coming to town in October and for some odd 3am-inspired reason I've decided I must go see them. I can't get their song Start Wearing Purple out of my head. I am going to be singing for the next week at least.

Start wearin' purple, wearin' purple/Start wearin' purple for me now/All your sanity and wits/They will all vanish/I promise!/It's just a matter of time!
Posted by thom at October 2, 2005 04:02 AM
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