last night’s dream

Usually I forget my dreams within hours of waking. Sometimes a few slip through my memory vault. By some unconscience effort, I’ve retained this:

I was feeling worried. Near panicked. I was about to die. The specifics of my surroundings weren’t clear but I do know Andy & I were speaking. Was he going to die too? Were these our final words?

As if I were thinking within my dream or being spoken to, I hear a thread fly through my head, easing my emotions. “It’s okay if you die. You’ll float into peacefulness & be reborn in a minute. You can find it again.”

And then I woke up. Cozy & relaxed. Until I realized what a fucked dream that was! I’ll have to decode this later. Ok, back to laundry..