Nightmare

So it had nothing to do with that other illustrious dream event. But I DID have a dream that I was visiting a good friend of mine at his burial site. (This friend, as far as I know, is alive, thank goodness.) Iggy--my pup--KNEW it was my friend and was wimpering and whining at the tombstone. When out from a different crypt came a young man who I knew to be dead. Who told me not to worry, soon my friend would learn how to come out and talk to me even though dead.

I lost the oomph to telling this story b/c I was interrupted by a phone call. So now it is off to mum's.

Ciao. Meep Meep. Ciao. <------------Eddie Izzard Ref.