I traveled to a unfamiliar country, I guess its Czech Republic,
some killers from the movie "Leon" suddenly appeared outta nowhere to chase after me.
My backpack was so heavy with cameras and lens and laptop.
I wanted to flee to Holland, where I used to study, to those familiar cities.
But the train just left the platform.
So I kept running, till I reached the end of a tiny alley.
A wide canal in front of me.
There was nothing but a tiny rope across the canal,
and a little old woman was slowly walking on it.
I followed her across the canal to her door.
She just smiled and let me in.
The house was decorated with strange rocks and stalactite of all colors.
Dogs are running around,
and a fat purple cat as big as a couch got moon-like eyes.
Young people from all culture sat on the floor and passed on marijuana pipe.
Someone passed me a guitar, it looked exactly like my first guitar.
everytime I tried to tone it, the guitar returned to its previous chaotic notes secs later.
so I began to help the old woman to sort out her mails.
Piles of postcards from all over the world sent by all the young people who has once been sheltered by this place....

that's all I remember, strange dream.

I like this very much indeed.