I dreamed last night, a dream I haven’t had in well over a decade. It was a dream I had in childhood; many nights, over many years. It was starkly new, yet fathomlessly old, it struck me as if I were a child. It reminded me of a time, when I felt things were pure and right. I blinked in darkness, not alone. I found a familiar friend. We were young again and in an old house that I had lived long ago. Continue reading