Dreams
Had another of my fun dreams. But this one was at least a little differant. I died (like I seem to do in most of my dreams), but this time everyone seemed sad about it. Normally either everyone laughs or nobody comes. This time almost everyone was there and they all came to the coffin and said thier farewells. Some of them were:
My little Sis and her hubby said they were thankful that I always had faith in them even when they didn't.
Babushka said I was the best friend she ever had.
Jill said she was sorry for how things turned out, but that she had given me as much of herself as she could due to what happened to her.
Isis said she was always glad to have me in her life, I made the bad times good and the good times better.
BM and family said horror movies would never feel the same.
Heaven told me she was sorry our friendship had wained over the last two years.
There were others, but I don't quite remember what they all said. (I wrote some of the dream down when I woke up but most of it faded fast. Not entirely gone, just fuzzy and indistinct). Then just as things started to go dark, Meesha came up to my coffin and told me it was time to go. I got up and took her hand and walked through everyone as they cried at my coffin. we went outside, walking through the door, and watched the sun set. Then I woke up.
Maybe this is the start of a change. Maybe I might finally stop having such evil and depressing dreams. I can hope.
My little Sis and her hubby said they were thankful that I always had faith in them even when they didn't.
Babushka said I was the best friend she ever had.
Jill said she was sorry for how things turned out, but that she had given me as much of herself as she could due to what happened to her.
Isis said she was always glad to have me in her life, I made the bad times good and the good times better.
BM and family said horror movies would never feel the same.
Heaven told me she was sorry our friendship had wained over the last two years.
There were others, but I don't quite remember what they all said. (I wrote some of the dream down when I woke up but most of it faded fast. Not entirely gone, just fuzzy and indistinct). Then just as things started to go dark, Meesha came up to my coffin and told me it was time to go. I got up and took her hand and walked through everyone as they cried at my coffin. we went outside, walking through the door, and watched the sun set. Then I woke up.
Maybe this is the start of a change. Maybe I might finally stop having such evil and depressing dreams. I can hope.
These Echoes In The Silence Brought To You By Azathoth100 at 8:20 PM
maybe you wish she would say those words to you...
Damn you!!! you can't die just yet!! you still haven't seen Wild Zero!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Damn
I thought I was the only person who died in their own dreams. If you keep writing your dreams down, and paying close attention to them, you will eventually be able to control them, while in them. No kidding.
Babushka,
Well it is nice to know that you will understand how sad we will be when you do go, that no body will be laugh at you.
BUT....do me a favor don't go anytime soon, you still have to much life to live and many more smiles to give.