#759952 added September 3, 2012 at 9:04pm Restrictions: None
A dream....
I had a very unusual dream last night. I dreamed that Jim's death was not real. We had cooked it up between us to see how people would react. I was interacting with actual friends just like I actually did after he passed...only in the back of my mind I knew it was not true, he was not really dead. It was as though I had become a detective character in one of the books I read, and I was gathering information, information for what purpose I'm not sure. It was very real, Then the fear set in. What was I going to tell these people when they saw Jim and knew I was lying? How were they going to react to that? That is when I woke up...in a sweat. I'm perspiring now just thinking about it!
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