There seems to be no escape from the perpetual bad dreams. None.
Today is not exactly as easy day and as a means to escape(and it was nap time)I slept a long time.
Then
I found myself in a world where technology could bring back the dead in
the form of videos which became real. People could be seen, heard and
felt. The video became alive albeit only within the context of the
past.
There
I was with my daughter. We had so many amazing memories
together when she was a child. I held her and squeezed her tightly, crying as
various memories flashed by. She was not aware of my present presence,
only the me of the past so she could not hear or feel the current me.
Finally
it became so intense that I stopped the virtual videos of the past as
someone came into whatever room I was in. Wailing ensued and I woke up.
No escape.
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