Jan 25, 2005 17:11
Don't you hate it when you have a dream that seems so real that when you wake up you think that things in them really happened.
I dreamed that Paul McCartney died. What an odd thing. He's what, 62 and is in darn good shape and has a relatively new wife and a new baby I think. In the dream I remember feeling very sad about the baby, and sad also that Ringo was the sole surviving Beatle.
Oh well. . . .I'm glad he's not dead, I much prefer him not dead.