Dreams mess you up....
I awoke from a most strange night and day of dreaming today....
I dreamt that my father came to visit me, and I drove him around and we did all these things that we used to do when he was alive. Except for these things were only things that the me in my DREAM did when my dad was alive...not things that my father and I did in real life. All the places that we went were all run down and abandoned like no one had participated in any kind of activity there in a long time, but we still went to all of them. I drove around in the truck with him. Towards the end of the dream, we reached a place with all these beautiful white marble statues, they, too, were run down but they were still beautiful. We were throwing rocks...for whatever reason. I said to him "I remember these statues. They were always so beautiful." Then he was quiet...and I started crying and I asked "Why can't you just stay from now on?" He said nothing about my question, started calling out names of all of his friends, as if he was calling for them to get their attention, but there was no one there. No one answered his call. Then he said "That's why".
I woke up...and I was fine for the first 10 minutes of being awake...and then suddenly, and without warning....I burst into tears.
This dream is trying to tell me something......I don't know what.
I dreamt that my father came to visit me, and I drove him around and we did all these things that we used to do when he was alive. Except for these things were only things that the me in my DREAM did when my dad was alive...not things that my father and I did in real life. All the places that we went were all run down and abandoned like no one had participated in any kind of activity there in a long time, but we still went to all of them. I drove around in the truck with him. Towards the end of the dream, we reached a place with all these beautiful white marble statues, they, too, were run down but they were still beautiful. We were throwing rocks...for whatever reason. I said to him "I remember these statues. They were always so beautiful." Then he was quiet...and I started crying and I asked "Why can't you just stay from now on?" He said nothing about my question, started calling out names of all of his friends, as if he was calling for them to get their attention, but there was no one there. No one answered his call. Then he said "That's why".
I woke up...and I was fine for the first 10 minutes of being awake...and then suddenly, and without warning....I burst into tears.
This dream is trying to tell me something......I don't know what.