As I have said, I don't remember my dreams very often. I had one, last night, that Gloria was in. It's hard to say that it was about Gloria, because it's hard to say it was about anything.
The dream *seemed* to go on all night, and it *seemed* like I kept waking up from it and going back to the same dream. But dream states mess with your perception of time and sequence, and it's more likely it was just one dream, for a short time.
Gloria was involved in preparing for a church service: some major event. Some important people, in the musical world, were involved, for reasons which made no sense when I woke up. I was helping out, with stuff which made no sense when I woke up.
In the latter part of the dream I was looking for Gloria, and couldn't find her. In the dream there was no sense of urgency, but, as soon as I woke up enough, I knew that Gloria was dead, and so it must all have been a dream.
I don't exactly feel devastated, like Gloria died all over again, but I'm sad ...
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