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dream in a dream

nick:
i just had a dream within a dream.

in the first dream, i was watching tv and realized that i had been chosen from a number contestants to be a reality tv star. i only noticed when i saw the show because they just filmed me, and didn’t tell me. we were all would-be singers trying to make it, and while the songs written by the other participants were the soundtrack to the show, there was footage of me struggling to keep up with them as we rode bicycles up a hill in san francisco. i was obviously the comic relief, but i found out how famous i was when girls started hitting on me as i walked in the park.

suddenly i was in a hotel room. i had “woken up” and was trying to write down the name of the group from the dream. i did (lost to me now, of course). we had been driving through seattle — i remember trying to figure out where we were and looking up to see a space needle about six times as high as the one in real seattle. i was asking what we would do next and my mom of all people said that we were going to smoke out in a bathroom at the pike place market — joints that my father had picked up.

from behind it looked like my real father, but when he turned around it was paul mccartney.

i began to tell paul the dream about being a star. when i told it to him, instead of being in a contest i had been in a real group who was a famous, “hippie band” like the mamas and the papas, ’cause that’s how dream-nick remembered it. paul took offense to “hippie band” and i had to reassure him that even though his music was from the same era, it was not “hippie music”. then i told him that in my dream he was not himself, he was bruce springsteen. he said, “that’s deep.”