The last Eagles show... A year ago today.

I had a dream last night that Glenn and I were hanging out in Shanghai, of all places. I rescued a younger version of him who had been chained to an exposed set of pipes outside an abandoned building while passed out drunk. He woke up when I found him. Me: "How did this happen?" Glenn: "Don't ask."

Then he was suddenly 80s Glenn. We went on a mission to stop this record store from selling fraudulent memorabilia with fake autographs, a couple of which didn't even have his name spelled right. Glenn pointed one out to me that said "Drew Frey." "How do you feel about that, Drew?" I joked. He laughed. We found a copy of Soul Searchin' and he told me that a an Asian girl had inspired one of his songs on Soul Searchin'.

Then we had a high-speed car chase. We successfully escaped although there were a lot of close calls. At one time the car was balancing on two wheels on the side of a bridge. It was like we were flying. I was driving and I was really scared, but we made it! Glenn and I were grinning once we got four wheels on the ground again - it was older Glenn now - and I asked him "How did we survive that?!" He laughed and said, "I knew we would." (My dreams are pretty crazy.)

Some other stuff happened but I don't have a clear memory of it, except that it was at night and involved some one-on-one confrontations. Eventually, we made it back to the record store, villains being rounded up, all was well. Then, before I woke up, I thought "He's dying" and turned around and just saw him through a window as a white shape. The shape was still there but it started to disappear and even before it had completely dissipated I thought "He's gone."

I have had dreams with Glenn every once in a while since his death but this one was pretty intense. As a said elsewhere, maybe I subconsciously remembered the day.

Missing him very much today.