Smell Of Incense

Blue Shadows

Just to specify right from the beginning, I am reading your published chapters. But I can't comment because Wattpad is being fucked up and says 'This user is logged out, please try again later.' Or some shit on those lines. So I sadly can't comment :c
I wish I could...

Moving on, I have a dream to share with you! I have had many more but this one is one of my favourites XD

Okay, so from what I remember. My dad didn't want me ordering classic rock magazines and getting them shipped to they house so I went to the post office to open up a postal box. The lady kept arguing with me and I swear when I was dreaming I was thinking it's because she thought that I was going to get Playboy magazines shipped there. XD

So I'm talking with her, trying to negotiate how to get a postal box when fucking Jim Morrison walks out of the back room and starts talking to the lady. And I'm standing there dumbfounded while he's talking to the lady.

Somehow I got dragged into the conversation and us three were talking. Then Robby and John walk out and start talking. Jim asked where Ray was and someone said that he wasn't here. Then Jim, Robby, and John all started trash talking Ray! And I'm like, 'What the fuck? Why are you talking shit about him? What did he ever do?'
So blah blah, we all talk. They have to leave so I give them all a hug.

They leave and I walk behind the counter because I'm bored and the lady walked into the back room. Then BOOM Daltrey and Townshend walk in and it's like the 1980s version of the two. And I swear, it was Pete, who came up to the desk and asked if I had ham. And I told him no and that I didn't even work there and he got mad at me! But why the hell would a post office even have ham?!

It practically ends there XD so I'll just tell you more another day. Plus the dream was actually about a year ago and I still remember it. But I'm only going off what I can remember...

AnyWho, That's is for me. ✌️❤️ and Ringo Starr