I apologise. There’s very little more dreary than someone insisting on telling you about their dream and it’s something I avoid, normally. But I don’t want to forget any of this – just look away now and spare yourself.
I woke up around 4 o’clock and drifted off to sleep after a while, I don’t normally know if I’ve been dreaming other than in a situation like this.
It started at the Special School I mentioned the other day. I’d been invited to watch a film with the students and various other adults. The children were on school chairs in rows, but there were some wooden chairs and a few sofas at the back for the grown-ups. I chose a chair, but it was too close to the man next to me and I accidentally nudged him and apologised. It was a Star Wars film, not one I’d seen (Jar Jar Binks ruined Star Wars for me and I’ve not seen one since) and it had only just started when my neighbour got up and left the room. I wasn’t very comfortable on the hard chair, so moved to the sofa, which was empty, but a few moments later I looked to my left and Tim was there, smiling at me. I said “oh! I didn’t see you” and smiled back, we were so pleased to be together and he said “you must look after yourself, it doesn’t do me any good to be worried, with my heart” and he put his hand on his heart and added “good to see you being careful at the lights” (I’m always careful at the lights, but let it pass, I was so glad to be with him). I knew I was dreaming and that I must cherish this and not forget. He wasn’t a ghost, he was real, but only in a dream, I was aware of that. And then we snuggled up together and then, as he kissed me, I slowly woke up and wasn’t able to return to the dream.
That was it, it was only a dream and not a message, it was my relief at having been to the bank yesterday. But it was lovely.