Dream

///DREAM

I hate my sad dreams but these are the types of dreams that make me feel alive more than anything. Tonight, I was in my room when suddenly the cops broke in and went to go arrest my dad for counterfeiting money. As the police went to take him in I knew he'd be in there for at least five years and I wouldn't let go of him. When he was taken into the jail cell I was forcibly separated from him and just starting bawling for a good bit in my dream. The next thing I remember was him coming in and out of jail.

I've had lots of trouble with dealing with my dad recently and I'm glad I had this dream. My subconscious knows how I feel best and I would be heartbroken without my dad.

"Crying is not a sign of weakness, since birth, it's been a sign of being alive"

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