Jan 01, 2008 15:12
A couple nights ago I had a dream that M died but no one was sad about it, it was actually kind of a happy thing, y'know, in terms of brighter things in the next life, afterlife or what-have-you.
Then the dream changed and I was the one who died, but I remained a ghost and I got to stay with M and D and watch over them and play little tricks on M. It was happy.
Unfortunately, I think they'd probably think it was creepy.
That's why I'm posting it here and not there. :B