Saturday, August 26, 2006

early this morning, i dreamt that the singer seal (or someone who looked suspiciously like him) was my brother, about to leave town for some extended period of time. before he walked out the door, he came over to me, took my face in his hand, pressed his forehead against mine, looked deep into my eyes and whispered, 'always need me.'

i don't think it takes a rocket scientist to figure out that dream had NOTHING to do with seal....

God, i think you're whispering again. my ears are open....

1 comment:

Michelle said...

i like that story.