Dreams are tricky little things. Some say that they are wishes from the heart. Others say that it’s the mind’s way of working things out. If I were in biblical times, I’d probably be forecasting 7 years of plenty followed by 7 years of famine.

Generally, I chalk up my dreams to nothing more than too much pizza followed by some haywire synapses in my brain. Hell. I don’t think normally when I’m awake. Why should sleep be any different?

Every once in a while, though, a dream sticks with me. While it makes just as much (or little) sense as all the others, some dreams seem to ‘warn’ me rather than entertain. This morning was one of those…

This dream involved a friend that lives over 500 miles away. We’ve known each other for just under 7 years, but it’s one of those friendships where you just click with that other person. (By ‘click’, I mean you piss each other off regularly) Nonetheless, it’s a friendship that has withstood distance and time. It’s also withstood his constant periods of “we’re not talking right now.”

In this dream, we ‘broke-up’ as friends. He had gotten a new girlfriend, and we weren’t allowed to talk anymore. Seems silly that as I near 40 I would worry about such high-school type things, but here it was in a dream. I haven’t even talked to him in a couple weeks. Haven’t seen him in 4.5 years. I honestly wouldn’t know if he has a girlfriend/boyfriend/mutant ninja turtle. But here I was dreaming this dreadful dream.

A rational person would say that his job is just keeping him super busy. I’ve worked the same job. It sucks. My life isn’t exactly time-friendly, either. So why would my brain, after 7 years of on-again, off-again talking suddenly decide the end was here? And why would it still bother me after several hours of being awake?

Sometimes I just don’t make sense.

This Is Not the End


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