I dreamed that Ozzy Ozbourne was my father.
It was a really stressful dream.
We were supposed to be in a parade, but we were were going to be late. Everyone piled into SUV's, but I had to walk because there weren't enough seat belts. So, I was half running and half walking to get there on time.
Ozzy did'nt have a care in the world. He didn't care if he was late or not. He let me do the worrying for him.
I felt really silly working my way through the crowd assembled for the parade because I had dyed my hair light blue for it. I drew lots of stares, which I guess was the whole idea in the first place. I was mad at Ozzy so nothing made me happy.
Then as I weaved through the crowd, I heard Crazy Train blasting. Ozzy had decided that would draw me to where they were.
When I got there he asked me why I was late.
It was a Crazy Train alright.
I will say I was a hot looking rocker chic even if I had blue hair. :-)
CW



