And speaking of Freud and TMI, I dreamt that there was a small half a snake with a tiny hatchet lurking on the ceiling above my bed. I kept trying to warn Philip Seymour Hoffman who was directing me in a song, that the 1/2 snake was up there. It dropped the hatchet on the bed and then crawled into a small house near the baseboard of my room. Interpretation?Go! Lesson: dont read about David Cronenberg before bed.
Posted on: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 01:18:01 +0000