* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

Dad

Yesterday I dreamed that I was with my dad. I told him how happy I was that he was alive. I told him I must have dreamed he had died, and there was so much I had wanted to tell him, and now I had the chance.

I told him about what I've been studying in nutrition. IWL, I often think about how I wish I could have shared diet tips with him to fight his prostate cancer. He was into diet and would have listened.

Today I dreamed of him again. I told him I had dreamed of him the night before. I don't remember more, but I feel as though I hugged him and told him about the dream the night before, and that it turned out he really did die, so I was glad that he was alive.