Last night I dreamt about my parents. I was standing outside a coffee shop and they were inside mixing with a crowd of people who I didn't recognise. It was night time and the soft glow of the warm light from the window spilled out into the street where I stood in the cold.
I wave to them but they can not see me. I shout at my father and bang on the glass. Everybody inside is laughing and having a good time. Nobody acknowledges my existence. Condensation runs down the inside of the glass that separates us.
My father died almost 10 years ago. I miss him every day. I thought my dream was trying to tell me that he has been joined by everybody else. What does this mean? I would ask a psychologist but... I am not a religious person so I don't believe in an afterlife. I also don't believe that every human on the planet could just be sucked up into space never to be seen again.
I visited the supermarket today. The doors swished open and closed behind me. Muzak greeted me. I decided to turn it off. I found my way to the office and eventually found the PA system, I turned it off and went back to do my shopping. The supermarket was eerily quiet. The squeak of my shoes on the polished floor made my blood chill. I went back to the office and turned the Muzak back on.
Later on I got very drunk. So drunk that I passed out sitting at the kitchen table. I woke with a sore neck and a groggy head. The lights were still on. It was the dead of night. I stumbled into bed leaving all the lights in the house still on.
Who cares?
