I woke up after a strange dream this morning.
I can't really recognize the hall. Was playing violin with another (can't remember who...but seems someone familiar). There were Jesse (Can't remember if he's the conductor, Priam-of my current church, and maybe there's the conductor-perhaps Lyna-I Can't remember so well now, if not Jesse...whom I seem to recall was standing on my left, the other violinist was on my right). We were both playing in front, without stand and score due to late arrival in a rush. So I had to play from memory. Can't remember which church hymn we were playing...but I'm sure I know that hymn...I could still remember playing lower B, G notes...
Priam stood up, saying the timing were all wrong. I didn't realize that until then. But now that I'm awake, I still don't think if anything was wrong. Jesse was rather mad after the performance. Can't remember what he said...just remember I was pretty embarrassed.
Dreams are so easily forgotten...Perhaps I should have record this earlier, right after my dream.