Dream a Little Dream of me... I had a dream last night. Of course it was about Brian. Some reason it's just stuck with me ALL day and made me sad. I dreamed that he came home and acted like nothing was wrong. I was freaked out and he asked me why. He got a startled look on his face and then he asked me if I'd been seeing anyone. When I told him yes he just started crying. He said he knew that would happen if he left and that he never should have left me. I just sat there listening to him and staring out the window at the rain.
Turns out that the rain is symbolic of tears and unresolved emotional issues. Interesting. Now if it would only go away.
Baby, I won’t forget you Baby, I never think I could I was reckless leading you to believe You were careless when you fell for me