When I sleep…
I dream I’m aimlessly driving down PCH in a convertible with the wind blowing in my face.
I dream I’m preparing a meal with a knife in my hand cutting up an onion with tears welling up my eyes.
I dream I’m taking a shower standing up waiting for “water” police to come by.
I dream I’m talking to my students with blank faces staring back at me.
I dream I’m coming home from work smiling for no reason.
I dream I’m running a marathon with a cramp in my leg.
I dream I’m playing tag with him in the cold, wet grass.
I dream I’m French-braiding her hair.
I dream I’m walking on the beach with him holding his hand feeling the sand run between my toes.