MuddyFingersMeg

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Dreams

on November 18, 2009

I’ve been dreaming about my dad a lot this year. Almost always he’s sick, weak, and in the hospital. A few times I’ve dreamed that he was already dead, but somehow I was able to see him again.
A few times I’ve dreamed that he’s been ill and I’ve cared for him, but in a distant, disinterested way. A few times I’ve been frustrated that he can’t do all the activities I want him to do.
I wake up tired. I wake up sad that the dreams couldn’t be happier, that I’m not happier to see him, that he’s always sicker in my dreams than he was in real life.

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