I finally dreamt of Downers.
I was talking to
Hookbill, Daniel Radcliffe(Harry Potter) and a couple of other guys from my past during a boarding school class that actually met in a Greyhound bus. The seats were shorter and arranged to face each other in small groups.
Suddenly, I was asked politely to go talk with some of the girls in class because the guys needed some male-bonding time-so I did.
The dream then took me and
Hookbill to a meadow lined with pine trees where
Son of Numenor had a barber's chair out in the middle of it. He proceeded to cut
Hookbill's hair in a mop style. It was a bit of a hackjob (sorry SoNo) so I showed
Bill how one could use gel and the hair would look like it was done on purpose in a cool way. Then we walked out of the meadow hand-in hand. I woke up.
P.S.- Don't worry Hookbill, in my dream I was 15 -thinner, prettier and unattached
