Nightmares (me)

I had a dream last night that Oliver died. We were at some kind of festival and he was dancing and flirting with everyone. Shell came running at me full speed, sobbing about her Redfin shark dying and I hugged her. When I let go, Oliver was no where to be seen. I asked Richard where he was and Richard was talking to some other rando and shrugged. I took off running, screaming Oliver's name. I didn't see him anywhere so I started running back the other direction thinking I had made the wrong decision on his path. I passed some water, a creek or something, and my heart sank. I kept running but when I couldn't find him I ran back into the water and started pulling up anything I could feel on the bottom. I was thinking "if he's dead, that's it. You might as well kill me because I will not go on without him." The water was full of baby dolls with pacis. I got out and ran back my original direction, still screaming his name. I passed a woman and yelled "I lost my son. I lost my 2 year old. Have you seen him?!" She nodded solemnly and told a nearby person to go get the officials. "Where is he?" 

"We saw him. A bunch of us ran after him and tried to catch him but it caught and we couldn't get him." I imagined him falling with the little bow tie I bought him for Amber's wedding getting caught on something.  Another woman started crying.

"What are you saying? Where is my baby?"

She just looked at me.

"Are you saying he's gone??"

She nodded and I woke up with vomit in my throat.

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