april 11, 2012
the dream: i have a giant sitar. not sure why. not sure where it came from. i’m supposed to be playing with someone. we begin tuning our instruments and much to my surprise i’m able to tune mine really well. the tuning needs to be set differently than normal (whatever that is). somehow i’m able to do it. the strings on mine are more like soft rope, rather than really tense guitar strings. the whole thing is dark brown. it’s really long. the person i’m playing with asks me if i know how to finger tap. his fingers are long and spindly with sharp fingernails. they are white, almost like he’s wearing a glove. i reply that i don’t but that i am always drumming my fingers on a table or my legs.
