What do you dream about?What do I dream about? Do you really want to know that? I don’t know if I should tell you what I dream about. I mean some things are private. Dreams are your mind’s way of throwing all kinds of weird stuff at you, like those naked dreams, you know, the ones where you walk into work naked? That’s more a night mare though, because you don’t know it’s a dream and you’re standing in of a station full of people and they’re staring at you, and you’re naked.
I don’t have a lot of naked dreams. It’s not like I go to bed at night and hope I dream of myself naked. I like what do you call them? Wish fulfilment dreams. You know driving along in a mint condition 1971 Buick Riveria (that has never been blown up) on a sunny day, no traffic, nobody phoning me and asking me to pick up some lettuce on the way home. Just me and the open road, and maybe having Benny with me, only he won’t tell me Inuit stories. Oh yeah and me not being naked. I like those dreams. I just wish I had them more than those damn naked ones.
Muse: Ray Vecchio
Fandom: due South
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