Another dream. It’s been weighing on my shoulders all day.
It’s been a while since I had one. This one seemed different than the rest.
It was about her and she was there. She was physically there. But it involved a topic somewhat unrelated to all the experiences past and present. She was alive but only had a predetermined time to live. In the dream we had to deal with that particular situation.
I don’t remember all the details but I do know that when I woke up I was once again faced with my unfortunate reality.
I literally just walked outside moments ago. It’s late fall. It’s 10:30p in Chicago. It’s cold. The leaves have fallen from the trees and have been cleared from the grass. The kids are at the in-laws to make going into the office tomorrow a little less inconvenient. An incredible feeling of emptiness passed through me as I walked through the yard. I wish you were here.
I need her here. But I think I need those dreams just as much … even if they place me in an unexpected emotional state.