28h of September 2009

Street band(ND)
I’m running on a street. As I run, I get to a crowded place. I look more carefully and I see a street band that is playing some song. The guitar is catching my attention. It has f-holes in it. Left of the guitarist sat the drummer, which was my dad. The scene changes and I am sitting in the kitchen, near the fridge. A second later there were some drums instead of the fridge. I press the bass pedal and it’s sticky. The hi-hat is in a box. I play a little song and then I wake up.