I'm walking in a thick fog and it's very quiet. I can't see a thing in any direction. I realize that I might be walking in the clouds and the thought amuses me. I wonder if I'm dead. There is the sound of music. I'm not a musician but it sounds like Chamber music to me. I stop to listen to try to determine the source of the music. I think I hear a Cello; it sounds like a Cello. I think it's coming from the right so I start to walk in that direction. The clouds clear and I see golden rods that appear to be dancing to the music. I don't know what they are but they are floating in some kind of formation to the sound of the music, perfectly choreographed. I stop to watch.

I woke up and could remember nothing else about the dream.