>>6739018These were undoubtedly the strangest recurring dreams I ever had. I could see my room exactly as it was, but this time a grotesquely large window hollowed out the middle of the wall. In these dreams, warmth filled the room completely, as the observable sunset radiated too much light and heat to be ignored. The sun never even moved, it was always just there, sending out the waves of the ocean towards my window.
Outside I could see different people each time, all of them long dead or just gone from my life. People I never got to say goodbye to. They never pretended to hear my shouts or notice my failed attempts at stepping outside that window. They just stared into the sunset, unable to speak to me. I saw Pam, my ex-girlfriend, and a couple of friends from college. I saw Thomas too, the poor lad. He was the first person I watched die form cancer in my life. Then I saw mom. She wouldn't look at me or talk to me, but she was there, and from that point, I could only see her outside that window.
I soon learned that any attempt at reaching out for her would be futile, as I could only watch her stare at the sunset from inside. Still, I wanted to grab her hand so badly. I wanted to comfort her like I used to do before she parted.
But we did get to share a beautiful sunset nearly every time I fell asleep. What did you want to tell me, mom?
