Had a dream last night.  I rarely ever remember them.

I was married to or dating a Beatle.

No idea which one.  Doesn’t matter to the story though I’m sure it must have been Paul.

I think it was around Revolver era.

They were playing in the mall.  I was in a car with my dad *who must have made the trek down from heaven* in his convertible *which would now be antique like me*  and we are driving back and forth and around the building to get to the right place at the mall.

Then as in most dreams I appear to be teleported because I am suddenly standing in the food court and the Beatles are sitting there waiting to play.

Our eyes meet…mine and those of the Beatle that cannot be identified but must be Paul for obvious reasons.

And my heart felt full.

Unfortunately I woke up before the song, but I would think it would have been Got to Get You Into My Life or The Taxman.  For obvious reasons.