A waking reality

I fell asleep on the couch with my tabby Simon.  I dreamt that Stephen hadn’t called or texted in two days.  I was worried but thought perhaps he was busy visiting with his children.  In my dream, I picked up my phone to send a quick text to say hello to Stephen. I awoke at that moment and half-awake, I reached for my phone to send the text to him.  And then I remembered that Stephen is dead.

I want to go back to sleep.

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