In this variation of the dream that my father is still alive, I see him in academic robe on campus. He says that he will see me at home. Somehow the idea is that my dreams of him being alive still, over the course of 20 years, is evidence that he really has been alive this whole time. So I am thinking "I knew it all the time." I wake up and it is still true, so it isn't just a dream. But when I finally wake up for real, I force myself to acknowledge he is actually dead. It takes a few seconds to realize I have been fooled.
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