I made a strange dream. Yet I do not remember my dreams for a long time, but it seems that the "Asgardians Gods" want the opposite!
I find myself in a large building. This kind of building that was beautiful Victorian mansions and have become factories. It is relatively dark inside and I can distinguish a large bay window overlooking a room.
I see a woman lying on a bed trying to sleep, but I feel very embarrassed, as if she could not sleep.
In fact, looking more closely, I understood why she could not sleep. She was not alone in this "room". This was not a standard room, but like a movie scene. Warm lights, but also dressmakers who prepared the costumes in this room and who watched this woman in bed.
Walking around the bay window, I came across rows and rows of costumes. Dresses, shirts, jackets, coats from different eras.
And then I finally found a small group of young people. Mostly young boys who just try stage costumes. This is a group of music and I quickly understand that I'm obviously part. One of them found something like a rock pancho to wear. The other also has found his stage costume and I ... I found myself quite stupidly wondering what I could wear as clothing.
I end with these two young at a theater balcony to observe the scene that lights up. And I wonder what I wear as much clothing, because I still have not found my style. I do not know what to wear because nobody notices me and I need something original to feel watched. I feel terribly sad about the end of this dream ... because I still do not find myself in style to go on stage. I do not feel original. I'll still be the one people notice the less among the three members of this band.
End of dream.. prefer those with my lovely Izzy!!!!
I find myself in a large building. This kind of building that was beautiful Victorian mansions and have become factories. It is relatively dark inside and I can distinguish a large bay window overlooking a room.
I see a woman lying on a bed trying to sleep, but I feel very embarrassed, as if she could not sleep.
In fact, looking more closely, I understood why she could not sleep. She was not alone in this "room". This was not a standard room, but like a movie scene. Warm lights, but also dressmakers who prepared the costumes in this room and who watched this woman in bed.
Walking around the bay window, I came across rows and rows of costumes. Dresses, shirts, jackets, coats from different eras.
And then I finally found a small group of young people. Mostly young boys who just try stage costumes. This is a group of music and I quickly understand that I'm obviously part. One of them found something like a rock pancho to wear. The other also has found his stage costume and I ... I found myself quite stupidly wondering what I could wear as clothing.
I end with these two young at a theater balcony to observe the scene that lights up. And I wonder what I wear as much clothing, because I still have not found my style. I do not know what to wear because nobody notices me and I need something original to feel watched. I feel terribly sad about the end of this dream ... because I still do not find myself in style to go on stage. I do not feel original. I'll still be the one people notice the less among the three members of this band.
End of dream.. prefer those with my lovely Izzy!!!!