I have had many dreams over the
years in which my parents (now deceased for decades) are alive.
What was unusual in this dream is that we were having a conversation
about the fact that neither of them died. It was all a misunderstanding. In the dream I was, like I
am in real life now, working on a memoir. I was, as I am,
writing about their deaths.
However, there they were, alive in front of
me. That's a bit of a problem, plot-wise.
