scary..

I had a very unusual nightmare last night. It was unusual in several ways:

1) I seldom remember my dreams
2.) If I am lucky to remember the dream, its usually not a nightmare
3.) If I remember the dream, its gone by the time I get out of the shower- cant remember a THING about it.

So there.. I dont do dreams well... but last night I had this dream... I had a dream that my best friend, Paul Puccinelli (pooch), died. He just randomly died. In the dream I got this phone call while my family was watching the news one night and the next thing I knew was that I was crying and screaming like crazy just so upset that my best friend died. I think he got in a car wreck or something. So the whole rest of the dream deals with me living with the angst of knowing that he is dead. Pooch is the other half of me. I mean we even have this theory that I wont go into now.. so this dream was just traumatizing while I was asleep. I finally wake up and after a few min., I realized that he wasnt dead and suddenly I was just relieved and felt a lot better. It was crazy...