I had a dream the other night about my dad. I dreamt that I was on vacation with my dad, similar to the time we went to Washington DC together. We were on the streets in front of some business and he handed me money and told me to go buy $100 worth of lottery tickets. I knew in my head that tickets were $2 each, so I needed to buy 50 of them. I was confused by his request but I wasn't sad in my dream. It was if I had been transported to a different time in my life, before his death, but I was still present and 36 year old me.
I wonder what it means? Of course I hope that he came to visit me but I don't know if I truly believe that. I want to believe that but I just don't know.
Does it mean I need to buy some lottery tickets? I bought some yesterday, but just $2worth.
Irregardless of whether I win or not I appreciate the meager connection with him. I like thinking about him without sadness, regret, or loneliness. In my dream we were whole and in a different place and it felt good.
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