Don't know why I felt like sharing this… Anyway, enjoy!
You know those inexplicably weird dreams you have when you're drifting between sleep and consciousness? Like how Sir Paul came up with Yellow Submarine?
Those usually tend to happen to me at about 4 or 5 in the morning.
What I specifically remember about the dream was that it was midnight, most likely summer, and it had been raining because the road was wet.
What apparently occurred to me in the dream was "Oh, I feel like making a random midnight snack run to Speedway, I'm gonna throw on a ratty old Beatles tee, a ratty old pair of jeans, and I'm not gonna wear any shoes."
So I walk down the street towards Speedway and get about halfway across the road (because there's a Speedway down the street a ways from my house in this dream), and somebody grabs a hold of my wrist and starts trying to drag me down the road.
I turn around, and for some odd reason it turned out to be Yoko.
I couldn't quite make out what she was saying, most likely because it was Yoko of all people, but I did manage to make out the word 'Adopt'.
She apparently thought I was homeless, because of course I was wearing a ratty tee shirt, a ratty pair of jeans and no shoes.
So, she decided she was gonna adopt me.
Then I woke up.
And couldn't fall asleep again.
So I laid there for 2 hours staring at the ceiling.
Wondering WHY THE FOOKING HELL I JUST HAD THAT DREAM.
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