Post by cherryghost on Mar 23, 2017 8:15:00 GMT -5
Often times I do not recall my dreams, but this morning I woke up in the middle of a strange dream. I was together playing some music with Worf and Southernman. We were playing on the front porch of a house out in the country and it was a beautiful afternoon in the early Spring. Worf was playing banjo and both Southernman and I were on guitar. We were all singing and working our way through the song Rosalee McFall. It was starting to sound pretty good....and then I woke up.
