Not so dreamy

I had a dream over the weekend that Jason died. A friend of his, someone I've never heard of before, rang me to tell me his plane had been shot down in Iraq. I woke up feeling as though it had all been for real.

It's just unsettling. I haven't heard from him for ages and I miss him.

And Rich, if you're reading this, I hope you're taking good care of you over there too! Stay in touch when you can.