Last night I had the most terrible dream.
I dreamt I let Beverly off of her leash at a park and she ran away onto an airplane or train or something in the distance and disappeared. I was on the train/plane thing searching for her, but she was no where to be found. It was terrible because the feeling was that she was dead. My little muffin. When I woke up, I just kissed her and kissed her and kissed her. I was so happy she was safe.
I always try to analyze my dreams and figure out what they mean. With regards to this one, it was kind of like that movie "Flightplan," which I saw last week. I think I thought about the movie at some point yesterday (because it was stupid, stupid, stupid and I was thinking of writing a post about it) so maybe that's why I dreamt this. I dunno.