Soooooo... I just woke up from my Power Nap. I had a series of dreams, all of them bridged together by this older gentleman - tall with locs and a beard. He was a cold man. In every one of my dreams, my attempt was to him to smile. Atleast once. He was a former musician of some sort but was so bitter in all of the dreams.
So, this last dream, I was with a huge group of folks. We were all stranded somewhere deserted and the sun was just beaming down. Everyone was hot and exhausted. Everyone just looked so miserable with bad posture and bent necks.
In one hand, I had a styrofoam cup...and in my other, I had a small glass (shot glass-like) that could fit in the other cup (Jager Bomb-like). I placed the glass cup into the styrofoam cup and rattled it. To my surprise, and EVERYONE else's, it made the sweetest sound ever.
So, I stood up and started jammin' with it. I mean, I looked like I was doing an old Native American ritual just moving around in a large circular motion, slapping the cup against my hand to project a louder sound. It was magical.
Almost everyone stood up and started dancing - everyone except Mr. tall bitter cold & old guy.
I kept switching up the rhythm, trying to find something familiar that would move him. He did not respond. However, everyone else was full of joy and excitement. So, I took my attention away from him and though I was exhausted, I continued to dance around and play these tunes with my magical cup because the rest of the people around me needed that stimulation.
I remember jammin' for a while, and then a rescue crew showing up to save us from this deserted area. As the people were hopping on the backs of the trucks, relieved that someone had come to rescue us, I caught one last glimpse of the old man before he hopped on another truck. I stopped playing my styrofoam/glass cup hybrid instrument lol... and he smiled, then started clapping his hands - a human metronome - his cue for me to continue my song.
So I kept playing... and woke up with my legs moving as if I were dancing.
Hopped on the computer, and decided to record this dream. It's rare that I remember many details in my dreams. This one was magical.
I think I just took an "I GOT THE POWER" nap. :)
...and now, I'm going to go hop on my bass guitar and jam at home for a little bit.
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