I dreamed about Tony. First it seemed to take me forever to find him. The house was surrounded by girls. Fans. Girls on bicyles in the yard. Girls in cars on the drive way. Then I couldn't find him anywhere in the house. He was in none of the places I expected. Then I noticed he was talking on the phone and he didn't have time to talk to me. So I thought, I'll wait. I'll sleep. Here I am having a dream about sleeping.
Suddenly, Rick gets in the picture. He's drawing on my thigh, again. "Don't..." I keep fighting back. He tells me not to move. I'm moving too much, but he continues. Then I see Tony over his shoulder whispering in his ear. Rick smiles. Tony is measuring the space on my thigh.
"Don't you think Tony should go, there." The name Tony, written in flames in a full circle.
"I really like the circle idea. I can do that."
I woke up, fighting in my sleep and immediately turn on the lamp to see if my thigh is a billboard for Tony. Naturally, everything is okay. But it took me forever to get back to sleep.
