Woke up only a few minutes ago. As I was pouring myself a cup of coffee, the dream from last night reappeared in my mind. All of a sudden, it played up … like a movie. It was the oddest thing, and I’m writing this basically to remember it.
I found myself on a island and the only thing that’s really clear about this is the name of the place: St. Thomas. When I thought about it now I had no idea there was such an island, even though I suspected there might be, so I googled it. There is! It’s in the Virgin Islands!
I was there and so was Tony Soprano (!), he was hiding from some mafia guys, and we stayed with a woman who lived high up on a mountain … she was an old friend of Gerry’s. She had a telephone and a lot of phone calls took place in order to keep Tony Soprano safe. As I was walking down that mountain towards the downtown area, I saw two guys sitting in an old jalopy, very suspicious looking guys … and I hurried to get downtown and mix in with all the people.
It’s all very vivid, I can see for my inner vision, what it looked like there. Was going to go back to a little diner, where I’d eaten before, but decided against it and walked into a narrow … alley almost, with several, really posh, restaurants. I wasn’t dressed to go there but found another place. Found out that Paulie had arrived too but he was already captured by some evil guys. If you’ve never watched Sopranos, this won’t make any sense at all.
One night, I was out on a boat there, and the city skyline was awesome so I took pictures of that. Now when I googled the place, I saw one image that looked almost like in my dream. Normally, I don’t remember dreams and it’s rare that I have such vivid dreams like this one.