Halley had a dream of beer last night. I had a dream of Cindy last night.
It was another of those dreams where everything is “normal” and there isn’t anything special going on. I think we were driving somewhere and she was commenting on how there was nothing funny about death. I thought to myself that sure is true for her, her grandparents died, her father died and then she…
It’s always at that point where the conscious mind starts to realize what’s going on and makes me want to start telling Cindy about what it’s been like while she was gone, and at that point I always wake up. They aren’t sad dreams, I don’t wake up feeling sad or depressed. I think I’d just like to let one of those dreams go on for a while instead of waking me up right away.