I had a very odd dream… it wasn’t about us, it was about some other acquaintances…
Did u talk to them recently?
No. Not at all…
But the dream revealed some things that I hadn’t been thinking about in real life. But it makes sense now, thinking back…
What things?
It won’t make sense without the details my love. Please accept that I’m still processing as I’m talking about it…
U know in movies or TV shows I’ve seen those monologues where people are like “the day u realised ur parents were flawed humans…” bla bla bla…
I’m not sure if there’s a specific day for me. I think the realisation came in waves…
And yet this dream revealed, not only my parents. Some acquaintances as well…
In a way that I never thought to acknowledge before…
I feel like there is a link to us.
Not a direct link. No.
Oh… okay…
In the dream I was in a car with an “Uncle”, “Aunty”, and some other people. The Uncle drove the wrong way on the road. I mentioned it once, but it got ignored. So we were in this car going the wrong way. My whole dream I’m fighting within myself, do I speak up again or not?
Everyone else in the car respected the Uncle. Everyone else was just sitting and letting him drive. Me in the dream, “Am I the crazy one here?!” Clearly I could see the traffic signs and the Uncle was going the wrong way. But he had that audacity.
And nobody told him he was wrong. Not even his wife. He very strongly believed he was right.
Oh….
I never pointed out anything like that in real life. I didn’t even connect the dots until this moment.
There some things in the past that are irreversible now, my love…
That Uncle was wrong…
But nobody confronted him. Not even my parents. And at the time I didn’t think to either.
But only now. This moment.
Where is the Uncle now? In real life?
I don’t know… they are only acquaintances.
I see…
Hmmm….
Did the Uncle do anything to u?
Not directly. No. It’s nothing like that.
But thinking back if I were to write a novel… that character would have some scenes where the audience can see — “oh something is not right with that uncle.” — there is a moral grey area. But the characters in the story don’t realise it straight away…
And now? In real life?
He is old… my love… what more is there to say?
