This was the dream before the Christian Slater dream, Oranges and Lemons, the evocation of old streets and memories, rainy streets, the reflection of bright neon in the puddles on the pavement, old buildings, memories of places I haven't yet been, smells, people, romance, my notes of "Oranges and Lemons" were to jog my memory but now they aren't enough and it's lost.
a miscellany of completely unrelated thoughts...