Last night i dreamt about meeting Bruno Mars. I was at his concert, tho i didn't watch it because i was having dinner with some other people in a sort of basement of the concert's venue (maybe cause i'm obsessed about the fact that i don't "have memories" of the actual concert). Anyway once it was all over i go outside to see if i can meet him or whatever, and in fact he walks past me, tired after the show, holding some pieces of instruments (like trumpets' or trombones') and trying to wipe his face with a towel. So as i start complimenting him about his work, me and my dad, who was by my side, go and reach for the instruments to help him carrying them, and i tell Bruno "don't worry, we're both musicians" and at that point he has arrived to the room where he was headed.. someone calls him to talk to him or shake his hand or whatever, and then he turns around and asks me "sorry what were you saying?" and i go "err.. what?" he looks me with a tired but kind face and says "about being a musician..?" and i go "ow nothing, i meant that we know how to safely hold the instruments" and he's like "oh." and disappears behind the door. Even in my own dreams i'm a useless awkward piece of idiot.
