01-03-2020, 03:47 PM
I was at a Dead show, and was kind of shepherding a couple of young girls who had never been. Jerry was alive. It sounded like it was going to be a slow tempo set and I thought it wouldn't be a night for dancing. Then I lost the girls but wasn't really worried about it; I was was thinking more about how the tab of acid didn't seem to be any good. I started to think I should look for DM, then the dog woke me up.
the hands that guide me are invisible