Sweet Dreams

I usually wake up between 4 and 5am every night.

I discuss a variety of topics with myself- Am I a good Father? How will I Die? Is there SOMETHING downstairs?- You know, The Classics.

But last night my sleep to awake moment contained an unusual dream. I was staying at Elton John's castle. He and David were apparently related to my family and we went to see the baby. I teased David for secretly carrying expensive American cigarettes. He was secretly angry. They had a bizarre life and were like the King and Queen (?) of a whole strata of society that Elton maintained. I escaped and went down in the lift to where the common people worked, where a Japanese woman took a shine to me.

Elton kept showing me his new battlement.

What the f#ck does all that mean, man?!!!

I hope you dream well and deeply tonight. Look at the Catcher....

Goodbye....Yellow Brick Road....

JMx