So last night I had a dream about Paul. Old Paul, to be exact. I have lots of Beatles dreams, probably more than I should be having, but I want to share this one because it's sweet. Nothing dirty, just fluff.
So basically he was in a class with me, and when I notice, I'm of course really happy. I want to say something, but I'm too scared at first.
Once everyone is told to have a partner, I am left by myself because another girl (Beatles joke intended) is already with him. I'm told to get in another group, which happens to me all the time in school.
Obviously, I choose to get with Paul, and I do.
This time together is really nice. He keeps resting his head on my shoulder and holding my waist. He kissed me a few times too. He did the same to the other girl because he had to, but now nearly as much or as happily as he was with me.
I don't always share my Beatles dreams, but here you go. I've had tons of others, but they're either not as nice, or so nice that I can't write the details 😏