So here's another in my recent series of incredibly mundane dreams. It's about visiting the home of a bald, rotund person and suddenly realizing that they have a huge selection of music scores hidden away ... first, behind a counter, I find a large, green hardcover Mahler edition. It's wrapped in plastic.

I thought I was the only person with a copy of this work. I look around and there's an entire room behind this counter, with shelves and scores packed high, each one face outwards leaning against the wall, each one really BIG (at least 2 feet tall) hardcover with plastic wrap, pristine, each one an opera by a really composer but a work I've never heard of. Each one is really brightly colored. One is yellow, I think it's a Verdi.

And that's it. It seems a simple enough dream but it seems to be telling me that I barely begun to unwrap the huge body of music that is hidden away....

Lately, my dreams have been so "domestic" ... no strange planets or visits to ancient history ... who knows, should I be taking drugs?