Nov 28, 2008 03:45
I dreamt about my mother again last night.
I dreamt I was dreaming that she was alive, and though I knew it was a dream in a dream she was so alive. Dream Erick would do anything to stay asleep only so he could cry miserably "I am sorry I was so awful to you Mom. I am sorry I was so awful to you" while she held him close to her chest and just smiled. He woke up, only to relive the same dream again, only this time she was real. Only this time she was real.