Sunday, December 29, 2019

Knight Mare

I had a dream last night that a grim reaper was standing at the side of my bed.  Her name was Becky.  She said that it was time to go.  I asked if I could say goodbye to my family.  She said no.  I awoke and searched the room with my eyes in the dark for Becky.  I hate dreams where I'm in bed--my bed--in the dream.  It was so real.

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