Great post. I love your story. I would have had Lucy chasing a stray peacock, that just happened to belong to Bono. ?
Off the top of my head here's my ditty.
I am at a festival. Preferably Beatherder next weekend. (Even though u2 are playing Berlin on Saturday, heyho) I can feel something special in the air. An intuitive sense, as if someone is watching me. Yet can't quite put my finger on who.
This feeling intensifies...
(Back to finish story later ?)