The stuff that dreams are made of

I keep a notebook by my bed. It is there on a 'just in case' basis although it is more likely to be used for random reminders to myself than anything else.

Last night I had a dream in which I was lucid enough to realise that I had ideas for a short story or two and that I ought to remember them and jot them down. I was woken up around 06.00 by the monkeys at the neighbouring zoo going into a breakfast frenzy and I managed to jot something down from the dream before I dozed off again.

When I finally woke up I checked my notebook. It read "boy meets girl".

Oldies

I was hunting for some stuff I thought I'd thrown out - in part to make sure I'd thrown it out. It was a bundle of old story ideas and sketches which were embarrassingly bad. I think I've satisfied myself as to their non-existence now although they may yet turn up unexpectedly.

However I did find another folder of lyrics to songs I wrote, one or two of which I like. This is one of them which came about when I followed some internet links and read a site with horrified fascination:

Heard it All Before.

Cindy is a swinger, she's looking for a crowd

Or a guy who'll take her roughly – he must be well endowed.
And she's into spikes and leather and a silk scarf round her eyes
And she's got a private email for personal replies.
Though she loves her husband dearly he doesn't thrill her anymore;
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before.

Michael says he curious, he's looking for a man
To show him what he's missing and take him by the hand;
Or a lonely married woman who's looking on the side
And he's got a private email for personal replies.
He loves his wife dearly but she won't do it anymore;
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before.

Cindy buys new make up and exotic underwear;
She plots her explanations and counts the taxi fare
For her afternoon appointment with a man with sexy eyes
Who wrote erotic email and provocative replies
And her husband will be working, he doesn't notice any more
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before.

And Michael has a rendevous but has to be discreet
His contact says she's married but her life is incomplete.
So he ensures his secretary is primed to tell his lies
And say he's with a client for a meeting on supplies
And if he comes home late his wife will barely hear the door
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before.

But Michael's wife was Cindy - they were in for a surprise,
He'd never seen her loneliness she'd forgot his sexy eyes.
And there is no happy ending: they both sat down and cried,
And trapped inside their sadness they couldn't see the funny side.
And it's only through their lawyers that they're talking any more
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before
The crowd at Adult Dating have heard it all before.