I’m imagining that music not to the dream itself, but maybe to a vlog-style video I’d make about the experience. (I don’t make vlogs, but it fits, right?)
(Also, wow, I’ve been so busy that I forgot I missed this blog’s 3-year anniversary. It’s unbelievable…3 years I’ve been running this? Though usually all it means is that I start disliking more and more of my old work as the definition of “old” work changes…I guess I don’t have a lot of time to relax and write any more)
So, yeah, it’s been an almost solid month of dreams about a festival I went to for a few days. I always have con dreams for a week or two after a convention but I’ve never had recurring dreams this frequently, nor for this long. Usually the ones I do have are scattered apart. Who knew even dreams about good things could be exhausting?
I’m out of money after the festival, though…spent around £1500 for the whole thing, and the dollar-pound exchange rate is somehow still awful right now, not to mention that for some reason, there I didn’t find a single place in DC, Maryland or Virginia that wasn’t more than happy to rip me off for prices that would warrant refusing to buy anything and walking out anywhere else ($6 for toothpaste and $3.50 for a bottle of water? Seriously?)
And sorry if I don’t post much. To post I have to A) actually have a dream worth writing down and B) enough time in the day to write it down and C) a time in the day to write it that’s early enough that I don’t forget to write it down. But this blog is nowhere near dead, so don’t worry!