Dream: September 2011
T and I were at a bar with D and H. There were carts laden with cakes and it was dark. I had possession of a book that was blank, but as I turned the pages hand writing was appearing. David Bowie’s writing. David Bowie was writing to me through the book.
I walked out of the bar with the book and into Collingwood. As soon as I entered Collingwood I was lost. But it was okay, David Bowie was still talking to me through the book and he guided me through the streets and alleyways.
This continued for a while, David Bowie communicating to me through the book as I navigated Collingwood. But then the next message to come through the book was signed by TJ. I was upset - had it been TJ writing to me through the book this whole time and not David Bowie? I went back to the bar. When I arrived at the bar, D and H were angry because I had chewed the sides of the book off and it belonged to them.
