wolfrider2002

Early this morning, just before waking up, I had a wonderful dream about Bob. Sadly, I can remember very little beyond how madly in love with him I was. :p Bob spoke to me at length on a number of subjects, and I was so enthralled by the sound of his voice that I mostly just listened. It was like listening to Alan Rickman or James Earl Jones. Pure harmony in words. Bob was suave, elegant, and humble, without a trace of murderous rage. The only specific thing I recall him saying was in regard to his treatment in prison. He described, with a hint of pain in his voice, how other inmates would torment him. I then saw one specific scenario play o