Some More Crazy Dreams

Well, last night my dreams were all mixed up again. I dreamt I was in church, sitting next to some close friends. We were watching a concert of some sort. Then we have a break. That's when I lay my head down on the pew. I then remember that the Living Christmas Tree was about to begin, but I couldn't get my eyes to open. I could hear what was going on, but I couldn't see it.

Afterwords, we headed over to someone's house (I think it was Brian Mays'), where we had Sonic Sweetheart Blasts for dessert. (No joke.) I kept hearing the ending sequence from the original "Layla" by Eric Clapton, kind of as a loop.

I think I dream too much. Or maybe it was the medicine I took that evening.