Monday, March 11, 2013

I dreamt about Patti Newton*

It is getting later in the year, despite the appalling weather (over 30 degrees every day for weeks now). I am writing just before 7 am and it has not yet got light, which shouldn't surprise me but it does, a little. I dreamt last night that I was about 10 stories above Swanston Street, perhaps on a precipice, north of Latrobe Street. I saw a block away someone walking a ridiculous amount of dogs - probably about 30 of them - all in order of size, in a line. There was only one beagle. They did tricks in the middle of the street. Patti Newton lived in a Manhattan style apartment at ground level on the opposite side of the street, and I saw her leaving her home to do some errands. We had had some limited contact in the past, and I knew if we got to know each other we would be firm friends, but at this point I was not even sure she would remember me.

I am not sure why I would dream about Patti Newton, although she seems very nice.

* 13 March 2017 update I just noticed (because for no reason I can glean, this is one of the most popular posts on this blog and it's high in the stats) that somehow I had titled this post 'I dreamt about Patti Newtown'. I had to read the post again to make sure I wasn't making some wry Newtown-Newton joke, if such a thing could be possible. Seems I wasn't. It was just a typo. So I fixed it.  

* 3 November 2022 It seems that somehow this part of the sentence said 'if such I think' for five and a half years. As you were.

5 comments:

High apple pie in the sky said...

I guess it's about a deep desire to be the King of Moomba. Keep on pursuing those dreams.

Anthony said...

I dreamed I saw Patti Newton last night
Alive as you or me.
"But Patti", I said, "you've been ten years dead"
"I never died" said she,
"I never died" said she.

Anonymous said...

Who reminds you of Patti?

David said...

No-one reminds me of Patti, Anonymous (is this a leading question?). In the dream she was not the young woman pictured here in an image stolen from the SLV, but the mature sixtysomething that she is today. If I need to point it out, I will: it was not a sexy dream.

Me said...

Reminds me of carrie bickmore

the early 70s was all juxtaposition

October 1970, everyone had their arms out in the air, from Barbra to, um, whoever that is on the left, to Thumbelina. This is from the Sprin...