Dreams

When I was a kid I had a dream about owning a VW Bug. It was Yellow and I was so happy. For some reason, even after only dreaming about it that one time, I remembered it always. Now I own a VW Bug. It is Neon Green.

I had a waking dream about my Grandfathers passing. I urged all my family to say their good-byes that he didn't have much time left. Most people scuffed at me, he was in ok health. I started writing a story of his life that I promised him. He died three days later.

I had a dream about my old friend having a horrible living experience. I saw her home (which I have never been too). I saw her turmoil and angst. I was so disturbed by it that I contacted her. She was having a lot of neighbor problems and her kids where being harassed shamelessly. She had the police involved and she was at her wits end. I told her that she needed to move and she was stunned that I would know about her situation and informed me that moving was on her schedule.

Prior to the 9-11 attack I had a reoccurring dream for nearly 2 years of mass destruction and chaos. I was watching it from afar until deeper in the dream I was trying to run from it. I barely survived. The dreams kept me up at night.

So does that mean there is more to come?