What do I make of a dream I had ...that I was in a funeral home with the funeral director who was an older man and I was mad at a dead teenage boy as much as he was with me. I took an escalator ride down with an empty coffin and remember being afraid I would miss my stop trying to get off on the way down with it. We apologized to each other then I woke up. That morning I was telling my bf about this disturbing dream and chalked it up to my experience with the funeral director that messed up the arraignments I made when my dad died 21 years ago. 36 hours after that dream I found out about the death of my bf's 24 year old son. I can't get past being disturbed by this. Anyone have any insight and put some perspective on this for me? Its more disturbing to me now that it makes sense to me after the fact because all the physical features of this kid matched his son when I first met him 9 years ago but the face was a blur and I didn't make the connection. |
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