Monday, 20 January 2014

The messenger

A bit of a somber mood to last nights dream. My long departed dad appeared to me, which is always nice. 

He pointed to one of my mums neighbours, someone I've known all my life. He had his back to me and was walking away. 

He looked as if he was walking in the direction of his club. Dad said he was going away and that I'd never see him again. 
I started to cry saddened by this news but dad told me not to be sad and that he was happy and would be looked after. 

   
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