Death in the Family

Day 33

Before anyone panics, no one died...at least in reality.

I was thinking of using this title for the past week because it felt like some thing died inside me. Fridays are always morbid. Maybe, because it's Crime Night day. So, today, the title becomes appropriate.

I had a awful dream last night. Someone actually died in my dream. It was such an ordeal because it happened so suddenly and it was someone close.

Death is a reality of Life. Why do we only start to appreciate once we've lost?

Today, I am grateful that it was only a dream. I have to learn from it, though...

For that One of a Kind experiments