I’ve had this odd dream, which felt so real. You know one of those dreams where you even feel the breeze, you feel the softness of the pillow against your face and head etc etc. That kind of a dream. Also, I’ve had this kind of a dream a couple of times but I was reminded about it this morning and thought I’d type it down.

So in this dream, I am taking a flight to Bangalore and apparently I do this often. In the dream I look for long weekends and then book a flight in the evenings to fly off to Bangalore. Once I land, I take an Uber to a restaurant that I had wanted to try out and have a nice meal. An hour or so later and it’s almost 9 pm and so I take an Uber to my hotel and check in. I go to my room and change into a robe and get into the sheets and watch some tv before sleeping for a few hours.

I don’t remember much else other than that the next day I did go to a shop, that has music books and magazine like Guitar Player & Metal Edge. I spend some time browsing before buying some of them and paying for it and then I remember taking a shower in my bedroom, extending my stay for a 3rd day after checking to see if I could afford it and then going down for a buffet dinner. That’s it!