more strange dreams. . i was walking down an avenue somewhere along the french riviera on a rainy afternoon wearing sepia slacks with leather 'flip-flop' sandals and a light brown sport coat. i went into a cafe and sat down for a drink, and when i began talking to a man with a small moustache and a thick accent i realized that i was billy squier.
xaqary:
not sure what to say about that*consulting dream dictionary*-nope-not sure at all-therapy?
superscott:
stroke stroke!