(That one state... with the potatoes)
I saw my dad in my dream. The dream is foggy and messy and doesn't make sense by any means, but I saw him and I know that I saw him. The worst part was when I saw him, I knew it wasn't really him, because I knew that in reality, he is gone. Sometimes I wish I could forget in a dream that he's gone and just soak up all that I can from those moments spent with him.
I felt so torn in the dream... I saw him and I wanted so bad for him to be there, because my heart was telling me that's your dad, but my mind was telling me, "that's not your dad, your dad is dead." I don't really know how I feel about it, then again it was just a dream, right? This is the first one in awhile I've seen him. Even if they suck sometimes, I wish I could see him more... I miss having dreams about him.