Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Do you ever have dreams that tickle your brain mercilessly, dreams that tease and taunt you by only showing bits and pieces of it but never the whole picture.
It's even worse when the dream recurs over the span of several nights, seemingly almost exactly the same each time.
This is what I've been experiencing for three nights. Images of Rob; Mom; and the Scarborough neighbourhood, in which I grew up, float around in my skull.
The themes are always the same: we are all glad to see each other (and it doesn't seem odd that we can see each other); there is a lot of discussion/arguing/debating about buying/selling/renting a house in Scarborough.
At first, I racked my mind to figure out what it all meant.
And then it hit me ...!