I was in a huge gymnasium. On the walls were foot and hand holds, and I was climbing up them to reach a platform. There were people flying through the air on trapeze, coming within inches of me as I climbed. On the platform was a tent like structure. I went inside and found Hightower and Jason Whyte smoking pipes. Hightower asked me if I wanted to rap over his drum and bass set. I suddenly realized we were at a festival, and looked below to a throbbing mass of people that hadn't been there before. I was nervous about performing in front of that many people, but he was trying to talk me into it. The tent was filled with smoke, and I decided that I needed some air.
I stepped outside and was attempting to catch an empty trapeze that was swinging near me. I finally grabbed it and hopped on top, swinging back and forth in a standing position, feeling as if I was flying. I felt like a child in my play and looked up to see if the boys wanted to join me, but I could see that they were in serious conversation and decided not to interrupt.
As I continued to swing, I began to rap for all the people below me. They seemed like they were loving it, and some clapped. Others called out, "more!" I was totally hyped. Then I remembered that it was time for our set, and was searching in my pockets for my time piece. I couldn't find it. Was anxious that I was going to be late.
Woke up feeling refreshed and revived, with a song upon my lips from the second I opened my eyes. I sat bolt upright in bed and sang my lungs out for a few moments, looking out at the beautiful blue clear skies. My voice was echoing off the walls of my house. I bet they could hear me across the road at the Boot. Pretty sweet way to start my Sunday.