I had a dream last night. During the dream, I was conversing with my mother. I don't remember what we talked about, but it was as though she was still alive and it was another ordinary moment.
I have these often, with other family members that passed. The dreams are a slice of an alternate reality and those that died are still alive.
Has this happened to you?
In Case You've Wondered
My blog is where my wandering thoughts are interspersed with stuff I made up. So, if while reading you find yourself confused about the context, don't feel alone. I get confused, too.
If you're here for the stories, I started another blog: scratchingforchange.blogspot.com
One other thing: sometimes I write words you refuse to use in front of children, or polite company, unless you have a flat tire, or hit your thumb with a hammer.
I don't use them to offend; I use them to embellish.