Dreamed about going to a music gig.
Checked into a motel room with lots of lights,
but most of them didn't work.
Strangers kept coming in the door;
locks didn't work.
Finally off to eat supper in cafeteria prior to gig,
but forgot charts;
don't remember getting to play.
Strange place
where my privacy kept being invaded.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
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