Wednesday, 18 July 2018

07.18.18 My new favourite singer works in the middle of nowhere

Here I come with more bizarre dreams, yet short. 
This time it was Ian Mason, The Wizards' vocalist. I dreamt he worked at the Carrefour supermarket my friends and I had gone to. He had the left side of his head shaved, dreadlocks and the rest of his hair tied in a kind of ponytail (jeez I don't know how a head can give so many possibilities). His uniform was a red polo shirt, almost burgundy red. I had the intention to greet him as we came out, but there was actually nothing to see or do there: no fridges, no corridors, no food, no goods... NOTHING, just an immense white terrace and an uncertain destination I didn't get to dream of.

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