I dreamt that I was on Oprah Winfrey’s show, but it wasn’t in Chicago. It was in the old neighborhood I grew up in!
Note: I don’t really watch that much television, especially programs in that time slot, but on occasion I have watched her show and I always find it enjoyable and interesting.
I Was Her Regular Pianist
Anyway, in the dream she had a regular pianist who, for some reason, couldn’t make it, and somehow I got the gig!
Things sort of got hazy during the actual show, but during one of the breaks I remember going to this coffee station and grabbing a cup of coffee. The weird thing is, I don’t remember actually playing piano. I remember sitting down at the piano, but I don’t remember what I actually played! I guess I performed well enough that afterwards she asked me to take a walk with her. And remember, this is my old neighborhood that I grew up in, so we went outside for a walk around the block.
Strolling Through The Old Neighborhood
The conversation wasn’t really focused too much on her show, but on growing up as a kid and other topics about the neighborhood I grew up in. When we got to the corner where my street was located I pointed out my house, but we didn’t go there. Perhaps it was time to get back. It wasn’t very clear, but we ended up strolling back and the weird thing is that we had our arms around each other and it was getting pretty intimate, like we were soulmates or old friends.
Then, I woke up.