I have many different recurring dreams.
One type of recurring dream I have is that dead friends and relatives come to chat with me in various settings.
This has been a profoundly difficult, heartbreaking year or so and my dreams reflect this I guess.
Last night, two friends appeared in my dreams-two dear friends who have been dead 5-10 years now, side-by-side, dressed up in evening finery, dresses covered with sequins.
And we had a brief conversation about how sad I feel. I forgot to ask them how they are doing, come to think of it.
They were totally understanding as they were in life.
I was going to ponder spiritual beliefs versus the depths of the human mind but I don't think I will. I think I will just let it go here and work on a another draft that may never get published for my two readers to see. ;)