last night while sleeping…
Last night…
in my dream…
I was Forrest Gump—
only for a little bit
and not nearly as smart as him 😁
But seriously…
I was sitting on a bench—
in a town square—
just like the movie
As I do in all my dreams…
I scanned everything first—
taking it in—
inspecting the air
the place
the feeling—
before diving in
Sitting beside me on the bench—
was a man I recognized
Gary
My neighbor from when I was about fourteen—
he lived directly next door
he used to play football with me and my friends
he took me fishing often—
he loved to fish—
and he didn’t like going alone
He didn’t really have friends either
He and his wife Nancy—
were from upstate New York
they’d moved to the Atlanta area for work—
and I assume—
to eat grits 🙃
Gary was older than me—
about twenty five
I was fourteen…
and still missing the toilet when I pissed
I looked up to him—
like a big brother
The last time I saw him—
was a few months after my friend’s funeral
not long after that—
he and Nancy moved away—
I think back to New York—
if I remember right
There we were—
side by side—
on that bench
I spoke to him…
He turned toward me—
but he didn’t know who I was
So I told him—
reminded him of our past—
the fishing
the football
the neighborhood
Then he remembered…
His eyes lit up…
And then I told him—
that God loved him
His face changed…
He became sad—
started crying
He told me—
his family was very worried about him—
very concerned
And that was it…
I woke up…
End of dream…
I went downstairs—
made coffee—
then breakfast—
in that order
I’ve thought about him all morning…
I prayed for him…
For some reason—
I have the feeling that today—
this very moment—
he’s in a storm
Unless…
maybe it isn’t about him at all…
Maybe it’s about me…
…….<3~~~<3→†→||→†→<3~~~→†”’ `’.~°.♡♤◇♧\|( -;-_
Memories… like fingerprints… are slowly raising…
Fragments of Loia 