Sooooo, what's with this
dreaming with death every
night? I've mentioned this
before, but I weary of it.
Last night, 'twas my mom
and dad, my little bro Sammy
and my best friend Doug.
We actually drove to our old
home town to see them and
say goodbye.
My mom was making peanut
butter cookies and she needed
me to tend them.
Amazing to see everyone
although they appeared to be
quite ill. At some point, my
brother and I went to see the
neighbors across the street.
It was there that we found out
all these people had AIDS. No
idea what that was about.
I am a bit weirded out and do
hope all the dreams do not
presage my own passing.
Thoughts?
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