Well... it seems as though it's painfully obvious that I just don't sleep well in hotels in a different time zone... I keep waking up... I also seem to have dreams when I am away from home...
Last night I had several... but while I remembered most of them at the time, only one sticks out in my head as I am writing this entry...
So... I was in Middle School... at least, in my middle school auditorium, and I was being requested to play the trumpet at a concert... So we are at a practice... and I keep trying to make the trumpet play any kind of real sound... but nothing is coming out but squeeks... I, ofcourse, played the trombone, NOT the trumpet. I kept asking the conductor if i could switch... he kept saying no... I am fine... I kept tryin... and I kept squeekin... *shrug*
No climax to the dream... just kinda trapped that's all... I wonder what it means.
Then I woke up...
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