----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- picking apart everything you used to know (pt.2) Last night I dreamed that my grandfather was still alive. But it wasn't one of those dreams where you are simply imagining the person before they were gone - or even dreaming that they've come back. No, I dreamed that he never actually died - that it was a lie that my grandmother told me. I dreamed that I picked up the phone and was shocked to hear his voice on the other end (and isn't it amazing how clearly you can hear such things in dreams, how real they are?). I dreamed that my grandmother, confused and deluded, made up his death and there was my papa, 1500 miles away on the other end of the phone, trying to set things straight. And somehow, if this were to really happen, I don't think I would be as shocked in real life as I was in the dream. Because in my family, stranger things have definitely happened. 11:18 am - 03.22.04
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