good morning veitnam

yesterday morning i woke up to my phone, it was in my bed as an alarm. i was dreaming i was in veitnam. i do have them occasionally. usually when its hot and there's a fan on. something about the choppers... there are also lots of really raucous birds here in the treetops, so i often wake with jungle dreams...

but this time there was someone calling, a little voice... and i answered still asleep and still in veitnam... hello.... hello... hello... can you here me? hello...

in my dream i'd found a deep dark well, and somebody had fallen in and was calling to me from the deep dark depths... i couldn't make it out too well and i didn't have a rope, so i hung up.

SORRY ANG! i woke up with the phone in my hand and a mystery no. didn't really know what was going on or who it was, until later when you called and i worked out it was YOU! in the well! calling from canada! sorry i hung up the first time! i was asleep... lovely to talk to you darlin. miss you. thinking of you even though i'm not equipped to save you from the bottom of a well in veitnam...

i proceeded to call rachael and wake her up and confuse her too. HAHA... spread the love. speaking of which...

hope to see all of melbourne at the bourke street mall tomorow for the nonviolent protest against racist attacks...