I know that a lot of people here have had rather crazy dreams and I think I may be adding my name to that list. Could have just been a normal dream, but it felt different than the usual naked on stage dreams I've had in the past.
In this dream, I met this bloke who was getting beat up behind a diner and saved his life. His name was George and he claimed he was a werewolf. I mean, how mad is that? Oddly enough, I believe it. That was the reason those arseholes were beating him up. After that, we became friends and then we moved in together in Bristol. Friends with a werewolf. Somehow I'm not surprised.
Of course, I ate chinese food before I went to bed last night, so that could have had something to do with it.
Also, karaoke might be something I'll have to do again. It felt good to be up on stage again, even if it wasn't in the same way that I'm used to.