Dreams

Nearly every night – early morn, probably – I dream. Sometimes you, a SM (social media) Friend, are included and upon awakening I mention you to my Father in prayer. Seldom do my exotic, sleep-escapades make sense; there’re people I know and those I don’t, mixed in situations un-lifelike, often incredulous and sometimes funny (I’ve awakened myself more than once laughing). The most sense that I can make of these “adventures” is to pray briefly for you who cross the corner of my dream, if dreams have a corner.

– eab, 5/19/17