Hmmm.

I can't tell but we'll see.

Last.

Last night I had a dream where I was looking after my sick mom but she couldn't acknowledge me. In my head I just thought she was so out of it from whatever drugs they gave her that all I could do was just be there for her. I was in this deplorable looking town talking to relatives that had not a clue what happened to her. Later one night, she stole a car and wrecked it. I remember going to her funeral and talking with family members I haven't seen for years. For some reason, when they lowered the casket, I saw my mom join the conversation and understanding what I was finally saying to her. Next thing I realized, I was ghosted out of the circle of people I truly thought I was conversing with and started floating to the sky. My mom, grammy, and I souls drifted to the sky with our memories getting dimmer and dimmer. I finally realized why no one could understand me, I may have been possibly dead already with a chance to reconnect with family members before it was my time. Then I woke up.

Nights.

I have a fear of falling asleep and never waking up.