Keith Richards has a Bedroom at Chuck E Cheese

[supernova]

I found myself traveling across country with a couple I used to know whose children were small at the time. We wound up at the Chuck E Cheese in Seattle. Blinking lights, kids running amok everywhere, fooseball and laser tag and really bad pizza.

Then I was in a really, really comfy bed at Chuck E Cheese watching TV with several other people. Still a lot of people and Keith Richards was sitting in a chair opposite the wall. I asked him if I could spend the night since the bed was so comfortable. Keith said "Yes" of course and ... and... and. he left! I thought this was going to turn into a really good dream. :cry: (I think really it was all the kids around that was the inhibitor. Several other people in bed with me were up for it.) :blush:

The couple who brought me decided to move on. They left and I found myself saying, I've got to figure out how to get home. Flights, train times started running through my head.

Can anyone explain to me why I went to live in Keefe's hotel room at Chuck E Cheese in Seattle? Keith I can see showing up, but Chuck E Cheese? I hate that place and haven't given it a minute's thought in ... well forever.


:crazy: Good morning! :hi:

[Starry Messenger]

1. You're lucky. I just dream about work!

Your dream sounds like a Camper Van Beethoven song. I'm jealous.

MPK

[supernova]

2. It's awful to dream about work

I used to, but i think I've learned to destress at the appropriate moments.

I can usually unravel my dreams to get to what I'm really thinking about, but this one completely stumps me.