I had the queerest dream last night. It was so unusual, it had to be committed to writing. It’s been a bit, at least in terms of calendar days, since I’ve done a dream post. I even have perfect music for it. For the record, just before I fell asleep I prayed asking that God might speak to me in some way.
I was with my brother, who is deceased in reality, and an unknown friend. This friend was always there and, in fact, is the central actor in the story, but I can never get a really good look at him so I don’t know who he is.