19 March 2007

Edited Dream

For several nights, I had dreams that I was looking at my dad's corpse...and thinking he was just sleeping. Nothing more, simply several seconds of looking and wondering.

Being a writer, I could tell build-up when I saw it, so imagine My reaction when all of a sudden, a few nights ago, as My dream featured Me looking at My dad sleeping and talking on the phone, Dad woke up and started talking to Me in his usual bantering good humor.

Don't imagine: I can tell you.

I told whoever was on the phone with Me to hold, speed-dialed My sister and handed the phone to Dad.

End of dream.

Yeah, I've been editing My night-time dreams for years. My daytime ones do better, for there's less left on the cutting floor. So to speak.

The Jenius Has Spoken.

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