Thursday, March 8, 2012

Electric Pig Dreaming

"To sleep: perchance to dream: 
ay, there's the rub; 
For in that sleep of death 
what dreams may come
 When we have shuffled 
off this mortal coil,"
extract from Hamlet by William Shakespeare

First decent sleep in a week and I wake from a strange surf-work mangle of a dream where one of the bosses insists playing "Confusion will be my Epitaph" by British prog rockers King Crimson (Robert Fripp edition) during a work meeting and then joins us for a road trip to the surf.

Well I will be doing the road trip to the Noosa Festival tomorrow but taking no work with me. Back in a week or a few days depending on the swell and my ability to snare a few more dreams.

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