^^^^ and in the end we're all friends....yay!
Anyhoo Dhani has been stalking the hell out of my dreams and they are just pretty random dreams, one of which I can strongly remember went something like this:
thenewno2 used to do webchats on their official site (they don't do them anymore...bah) and the boys used to answer questions. Well somehow I just began talking to Dhani for about an hour and it seems my English poetry has become entwined with my dreams. Apparently Dhani suffers from depression (who knew?) and he describes it (in an ode to Sylvia Plath it seems) as ...