The first time I've done a dream set in Dresden it was during the fifth month of Erasmus ... I was so astonished that what I considered an event, not noticing that over the weeks it was becoming a habit. Back in Italy, needless to say, the most beautiful dreams they lived there! They were all very soft and sweet image of my dear old Dresden and usually walked on the terrace and I roll in the snow and frozen at -25 ° still felt happy or the dry wind ruffled sull'August Br uck ... in short all things that really made me back to good feelings and tender. The other night, but much to my dismay a nightmare has just taken shape in Dresden! I was at the end of Erasmus and I had to leave to return to Italy one afternoon. The idea was to get up in the morning, buy the ticket (which I had caught up to the last!) And leave for Berlin after he had gathered all my stuff! In practice however it was all messed up! After a meeting the morning after I walk through the Altstadt which is no longer the same and I did not find it ... I get lost for hours until I recover and Leila Isa Tala as I try to book a plane from an internet point ! In the dream I'm 13 and it is too late to go to Berlin because the last plane is at 16 and I still have not packed it! But instead of being happy (as I am sure I would have been if the event actually took place) I start to run desperate Dresden to understand anything without screaming and the poor Krauts I do not understand that I must absolutely go home! So
erasmini ... a mess! What the hell does that mean? Why such a dream? Waiting for your performances! Meanwhile, good night!
M.