last night, i had this dream.
we were at an airport with two suitcases in each hand.
i was told to hand them our tickets,
i reached into my pockets and couldn't find them.
then i went to reach for my wallet to buy new ones,
i couldn't find that either.
you reached for your phone in your jeans to call someone,
and it... disappeared.
everything we needed was lost or vanished.
everything we wanted was lost or vanished.
everything we needed was still right there.
(ten minutes ago, my dad told me about this 'nightmare' he had. it was similar to the above, only without the extra mushy tidbits. i laughed because i wouldn't really consider it a 'nightmare', yet when i think about it, loss is probably a lot worse than scary monsters. the feeling and fear of loss isn't some imagined creation, it is real to us and we feel it in our bones.)
Created: Oct 12, 2010Document Media