So, Friday came? I think? Maybe? Yeah, the jury is still out on that one. I for one enjoy when a weekend comes. It’s quite a nice detour through which everything is possible. No, I’m not sure if I understand what I just wrote either. But hey, it’s the weekend. There’s nothing to do but go and do whatever there is to do! The world is our oyster as it were. Nope, don’t have a clue where that phrase came from either. It would be nice to be able to determine something in this life. I think? Maybe? Who knows. As long as I’m livin’ I ain’t dyin’. I guess that’s one way to look at it all with a perspective that matches nothing. Been thinking lately, life isn’t as bad as I thought it was. I mean is. Yeah you know what I mean. It’s life after all. There’s nothing to worry about when life comes your way. You either buckle down and face the music, or you wimp out and let life do its thing. The choice is yours.
Dear Dad,
Had a dream last night about you. It was freaky crazy scary kind of dream. In my dream, I dreamed that we were in the same room at our old house. In my dream, you were very ill and sick. Like terminal. You came up to me and told me that it was your time to go and you wouldn’t be coming back.
It disturbed me when I woke up. I would call it a nightmare more than a dream. You looked so frail and sickly. I don’t know what kind of illness you had in my dream, but it was something very serious. I am not a fan of this particular nightmare. I hope I don’t have to deal with it again.
Love,
Kyle
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