The past couple nights I have had numerous dreams involving people from my past. Some more descriptive than others; some more vivid than others; some more symbolic/meaningful than others. None as painful as the past; none as good as the future; none forgettable.
When explaining this connection to others, I always get a look of “ahhhh… yeah, ooooook,” resulting in a barrage of examples to support my cause. Usually by the end, they understand, are flabbergasted and staring at my like I was placed here by a beam of light straying from a massive metal object in the sky.
Needless to say the last few nights my subconscious has bombarded me with stories, situations and conversations between me and people from my past (pasters), people I haven’t met and people I didn’t even recognize.
Some of said dreams were obviously nothing more than a dissection of my thoughts but others were trying to tell me something.
So you can imagine my surprise/annoyance/upheaval when I consequently heard from two of these pasters within 48 hours after these dreamworld occurrences.
I knew at the time one of them was preparing me for this, but every time that ‘symbolism’ happens, I can’t help but hope it’s all in my head…
… and for that I feel pity and pride alike.