Post diluvian

Woken in the dark by the continuous thunder, and a tsunami of rain. Lightning flashes non-stop, three or four beats a second. And it goes on for hours. We miss the hailstones that dent cars, the floods that drown highways. But that strobe-light lightning scares me. All that angry electricity, swirling through the night clouds.

Sink back to sleep. Dream vivid, jump-cut dreams. Wake up with eyes sore, head aching, feeling somehow unreal. A holy state, suspended between solid dreaming and insubstantial reality.

Then Angelica turns on the morning cartoons, and everything crumbles back to normal.

Friday.

Dandelion Wine are playing. At the Public Bar, 238 Victoria St, Nth Mlebourne. Review of their last gig is here. andricongirl and I will be attending.

May go on to Abyss afterwards. Anyone here going? Clubbing is more fun with friends.

Oh, and A Perfect Circle are touring.