Dream Journal
Melissa and I were driving from homer to Soldotna. We had an important event to attend, and we were late. Melissa was driving her little black truck and I was in the passengers seat. About halfway there we decided that we were going to be too late and would miss the majority of this event; we turned around and drove back home.
I walked into her bedroom and saw that it was set up just as it had been back when we were sharing the room: two twin beds on opposite walls, stuffed animals hanging on the wall, toys on the floor. I lied down on what was once my bed and slid under the covers, lying on my back. The light from the window directly over my bed was too bright that I couldn’t get any rest.
Melissa lied down on my bed parallel to me. She was on top of the covers, on her left side facing me and the wall, and still fully clothed. I wondered how the bed had grown so that both of us could fit comfortably on a small twin bed. She held up her right hand and blocked the light from my eyes. I was very grateful.
Themes: Melissa