i hadn't had a muse dream for a while.
but last night, i dreamt that i walked down to the other end of my house to find my dad and say goodnight to him before i headed off to bed. on my way back to my room, i passed the couch and on the end of my couch, sitting there was mr matthew james bellamy. i looked at him, and he smiled at me.
'goodnight, matthew,' i said to him. he then stood up, walked over to and wrapped his arms around me. he kissed me on the cheek and told me goodnight.
and then i woke up, sadly