I had the weirdest dream last night. Maybe not the weirdest dream ever, but the weirdest one lately. I dreamt that I was on a sidewalk (maybe in New York?) and John Lennon walked over to me, said hello, then walked away. And that was it.
I think all this moving/packing stuff is starting to get to me.
ok, i’m seriously freaked out. i read your post, and the book tape i’m listening to pauses, then says, “imagine.”
whoa!
and don’t worry, you’ll get it done.
Number 9 Dream? (song)
I think that’s a way cool dream!
Tomorrow is Friday! (like you need the reminder) You will be done soon!
Cool. He probably did just pop into your dream and say hi. Why not?