For some bizarre reason Morrissey was in my house, and it was... completely normal. We must have been talking to each other for hours, and I was waiting for my Dad to leave the room so I could discuss something with him (I don't remember what it was that I wanted to discuss. Actually, I just don't feel like saying it) so my Dad finally left the room. I remember I was recording his visit with my camera the entire time (as it would obviously be something I'd like to remember). So we were talking about stuff, and I was sitting closely next to him on my couch. Then he said that he had to leave to go somewhere, and so he left. I remember being annoyed because I forgot to ask him for his phone number so we could talk again.
Has anyone else had dreams with him included in them?
Has anyone else had dreams with him included in them?