I posed the question the other day, do we dream in colour? Last night I did. The concert hall was full of people waiting to hear a prize winner play the drums (I, of course, was that prize winner, how egotistical) Can you imagine crowds of people gathering to hear a middle aged woman, just playing drums? (Which incidentally I have never played in real life) In my dream I knew that I was the prize winner, but I also didn’t know and it was going to be a surprise.
Now the colour bit. I was dressed in a beautiful Elizabethan lime green velvet dress and looked wonderful!! The colour was so clear I can see it now and feel the texture. I really don’t think this dream has any meaning, except that I think too highly of myself
Carol, the non musician