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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by getbent, Nov 28, 2012.
If you could have a couple of choices... who would you wish would be dreaming about you tonight?
My best friend of 32+ years I lost back in August when I finally told him his alcohol drinking was getting way out of hand. He denied everything of course, things went downhill from there, we haven't spoken since, serious bad blood now.
I've had a few dreams about him since, that things were back to the good ole days, we were back jamming in his garage, nothing was wrong. Then I wake up and almost cry.
I've wondered if he has ever had similar dreams about me, us getting back together, patching things up, we can play guitars together again. It will never happen tho as long as he keeps drinking.
You of course and that 'on-line' collaboration !!
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Me! I never see myself in my dreams.
I once saw the back of my head. *shudders*
I read a line tonight that said that if you can't sleep at night, it's because someone has you in their dream.
If you're thinking of him, be assured he's thinking of you. Keep an open mind and ear. 32 years is half of forever in this lifetime...
I'd answer that question, but my wife is sitting close by watching TV
Just for tonight - The Lotto God
My wife, she knows me. Anyone else would be a stalker.
Do people still do that? I use to remember dreams vividly, but I can't remember the last time I had a memorable dream. Stress I suppose.
Obama and every other one of those guys up there in DC making decisions.
hey.. drummers are hard to find around here... especially ones that want to dream about you....
No, you didn't go there! You are :twisted:
I'd tell you more than wanted to hear over a beer, but I ain't writin' it down in a public place! My momma taught me that...
I'd like to think that pretty ladys are having lustful dreams about me.
But I'm pretty sure in their dreams a few ladys are just taking me for a ride to the lake.
I'm in the trunk.
Maggie, but without the zombie smell.
Jeannie, of course!