So I dreamt of a very old friend this morning, in a kind of woke up — then dozed off — then woke up kind of way.
She was younger, in a large house with hardwood floors, likely the main house at camp Au Grand Bois, with large wooden crossbeams overhead. A kind of family room, with couches and an old upright piano.
“I found some old music” she exclaims enthusiastically, leafing through sheets of music littered around the piano. I sit down beside her on bench, wondering what it is she’s found. Then just as if it was a completely natural thing to do, she climbs onto the piano keyboard lengthwise, and starts playing with hands and bare feet cat-like, the theme from Super Mario Bros. 2. So now I’m laughing out loud (yet completely retaining my composure in the dream world) and still have that song stuck in my head.
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