Wednesday, March 16, 2011

DREAM 3.15.11: Not Dead After All

I am in a roller skating rink, and it feels as if it looks like it did in 1979. The funeral for the father of a childhood friend is here, in a side room. Although I have not seen this friend or her family in many years, I enter and approach the coffin to pay my respects. It is odd seeing him lying here because I recognize him—I can feel him, feel seeing him when I was twelve or thirteen years old. I look down and simply say, “Thanks Jim, for being nice to me when I was young.” Just then he starts moaning and his eyes flutter. Shocked, I jump back a bit, but it registers that he was never dead; somehow his family just made a mistake. I get his daughter and wife to let them know that he is alive. They are happy yet also oddly upset, almost as if they might prefer him to stay "dead."

No comments: