dopamine farmerIn a beautiful old theater, watching a show. The set ends with the artist climbing to the balcony where i am sitting. we hug, as is the custom, but i dont know who is this person. A pile of paper work is laid out on my table: they are smiling and glowing as they tell me "the secret" . i forget it immediately.
In the second or first part of the dream, maybe in another: i am surrounded by musicians after failing at a casual non-musical competition in which i did not know i was participating.
I am disappointed. but its ok: we are sitting around a heavy wood table and i lead them all into singing Rooster by Alice in Chains . people are laughing because im so funny