August 08, 2007

I Had This Dream

last night and it was this:
Mom and I were sitting here at my house waiting to go to my Aunt Vernas funeral (which is what we did today) and my dad came storming into the house and sat over on the bench waiting to go with us to the funeral. He was wearing his mowing clothes. Mom and I looked at each other and both of us wanted to say, "What have you been doing??" and "Where have you been?". And that was it. It was so vivid and real feeling. I told mom that dad wanted to go to the funeral with us. OR he was mad because I hadn't gotten the mowing done yet.

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