I had a dream last night that I and my friend owen were both journalists flying helicopters to crack a big piece on what I can only assume were mob bosses. My personal vision looked like one of those first person fighter pilot games. But then owen died. He kept flying in circles above the mob guy's car and I can't remember how but the helicopter crashed and blew up....and owen died.
I have such violent dreams lately. lol
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