Dreams 4/4

 

Dreamt that I worked with Bettas. I could take them from the water and handle them. The sash from my robe somehow ended up at the bottom of Felix's tank, and he was curled up sleeping in it. I worked with two men, one was a little black guy who wore outlandishly loud rainbow garb: I'm talking a stripey canvas top hat with a matching jacket. Ron and I were walking down the street and Rainbow Dude was sitting there, cross leegged, in the middle of the road. It was outside the place where we worked, and he said the other employee had called-off with laryngitis.