Mar 01, 2009 23:58
Had a dream last night. I rarely remember my dreams, but this one was vivid and stood out.
First thing I remember is hearing "Mr. Keeling! Front and center!"
And there at the bottom of a staircase is Jamie. Grinning like a Cheshire cat.
I remember feeling really...odd. Confused. You know, kind of like you'd feel if you suddenly came across someone who you thought had died.
I remember trying to explain to him that he had drowned or something, but he wasn't having any of it. Lucid dreaming is not my thing, but I wish I would have just had a conversation with him.
It'll be 6 years in August. I still miss him. Perhaps he was trying to communicate with me through my dreams? Who knows, but that's a nice thought isn't it?