A Day at the Park…
Last night I had one of those dreams, the kind you remember for a long, long time. I was at a park like place. There were swings in it but nothing else, benches and green grass as far as the eye could see, Many winding pathways, it was gorgeous. I was there sitting on the swings, and suddenly my friend Martin walked up and sat on the swing set next to me. He was thin and older looking, still wearing that smile that made anyone’s day a bit brighter.
He looked at me and said, “Hey stranger, you look like you could use a friend”. I looked at him and replied, “That obvious? There is no one around though, I thought they all would come”. He smiled and said, “Oh sweetie, I told him not to come, I figured you need a one on one”. “Very funny, Martin”. I replied. He said, “I try to be”. After a while of silence and looking at the ground, I looked up and asked. “Martin, why did you go?” “It was my time”. He said.
We both walked for a while talking about something, but he was comforting, I could not hear what it was but it felt comforting. The last thing, I heard him say was, “Keep your head up, smile, and remember I’m always around”
He walked away and I woke up. It’s a superb dream. I woke up really happy. I wanted, to dance. I see my friends in my dreams almost always but this one was just him.
I’ve many dreams I will remember always this one is one of them. I like to think that he is watching over me, every now and again at least.