this morning, i woke up from a dream. it involved a phonecall from someone that had passed away. however, i didn't realize that he had passed away until we were midway through the knock-knock jokes. my body felt warm from the realization or reminder.

this is the first time a voice and not a body appeared so vividly in my sleeping world.

aren't dreams lovely?





"the image he knew so well was painted by a human being"