// In Dreams

In my dreams I am usually flying – or floating – above the earth. I use my arms as wings and fly over familiar streets, buildings, cities and oceans. I see people I know, wave and continue on. It might sound dumb, but that’s how I get around in the nighttime world since my injury. Last night was different, however. Last night I walked for the first time in four years. It was nice.

In my dreams I am usually alone. People do pop up here and there, but I don’t interact with them, let alone have conversations with them. Last night I was visited by my ex-wife, Lyra. She walked with me. We ran along a sidewalk downtown, laughing and being goofy. I remember it being sunny and bright. I remember not giving a shit what people thought of us. It was over as quickly as it started.

I woke up smiling.

Lyra and I are still very close. I told her about the dream in a text. She was touched. We sent smileys to one another. I told her if I could walk, I most likely would run to her just to show her I could.

“Don’t make me cry at work,” she wrote.

“Didn’t mean to,” I responded.

I smiled again. A wide, sideways smile.


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