I had a dream the other night that someone gave me the book, Blindness, by Jose Saramago.  I haven't read this book, and I don't even know what it's about... in the dream, the book was tattered and old.  And for whatever reason, there was some confusion between Saramago and Hermann Hesse.  What does it mean?

I am continuously fascinated by the subconscious and what goes on in there.

Of course, I just read the synopsis of Blindness online, so now I know what it's about.

I think I'm gonna post an improvised sonata today.  Yesterday, "anonymous" commented that Improv 59 sounded like an improvised sonata.  Today's certainly wasn't supposed to be specifically that, but I have three right in a row that I think could kind of do it.  First, second, and third movements of sorts.  Let's try it out.  Tell me what you think.  I definitely find some things to my displeasure, ideas didn't always develop the way I would want them to, but today, I also found a lot of stuff that I really liked.  That's good, because it's Day 60, and man, that's a milestone!

Here we go, Day 60 (woot!), 1st Movement:
Day 60, 2nd Movement:
and finally, Day 60, 3rd Movement: