Last night I dreamed of a horse jumping out of a tree.

It had large hooves and was a beige colour, male I think. It landed quite hard but didn't break any bones. It was twilight, in my old neighborhood (neigh!! boom boom) in the hills. The dream was in colour. How was I feeling? Nervous that this horse had to land its jump, glad when it did. Then it was on its way.

Dream analysis welcome!

Currently listening to: Andrew Peckler's Here Comes the Night and Station to Station releases.