Death?

[robyn_mcintyre]

So I had this dream that I was smoking up with a gaggle of friends in Beau's brother's house, in the basement den. It was late, probably around two. I was a little vague and off in my own little world when Mei turns to me (we'd been talking about the cancer) and says, "I think you're going to follow her." I asked in what way... she said, "Your childhood dream is coming true, even if you can't see it yet. Do you want to die?" I didn't know what to say, because I couldn't remember having told her anything about that. She was silent for a little while and then she said, "Listen, don't worry about it. Whatever happens, I'm sure you'll be all right." I said I had never felt more alone than when she said that; how could she know anything about me? I looked back at her and for a second the act slipped and I saw through to the other side of what she meant, and I could see she saw me watching her. She got up and walked away. When I looked back to where she'd been I saw what I somehow hadn't noticed behind her: a human skeleton, one long arm around the seat of the couch where Mei had been sitting. Its posture was very familiar, and the ribs of its chest were patchily black and grey, like something out of a child's drawing... the bone was freshly dead. The cartilege was still shiny, as though it had been stripped of flesh. I'm amazed at the stupid, scary shit my brain comes up with while I sleep.

This just can't be the only answer. I need to do some more serious thinking.

Starting work at Stone Soup on Tuesday. I dropped in this morning and Nicky seems to be right: every person behind the counter was Jewish. I'm confused.