Sunday, January 27, 2008

Hippie funeral


Again, this is an old one, but I'm writing it anyway...

I was only asleep for a minute or two, fell asleep with Em, but I was suddenly dreaming about being on my patio on a warm sunny day. There was a group of hippies playing instruments and the music was amazing and I couldn't beleive how beautiful it was. But I was high, and I felt guilty being high, because it was some kind of funeral. I was thinking that it would have been so much more fun if the "other people" weren't there. ??? I guess I wanted it to just be me and the hippies.

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