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tonight, i'm sick with the flu and still working the usual graveyard shift. i went to visit the company nurse earlier to get checked but she just gunned me with that infrared thermometer and said i was not sick, then handed me a paracetamol. i went back to my station and here i dozed off. and then i had this dream.
i was sitting on a table in this empty room talking to someone about something me myself couldn't hear clear. i turned around and saw my friend, glenn, whom we have lost 11 years ago. and this is the part i heard me say..
i was telling him all about my personal experiences during his trying times, while he sat in the adjacent table smiling all the way. briefly lying down from time to time, never losing the conversation. i told him all about those times that he wouldn't reply to anyone else but me while he was still in the hospital. i said it may just be some kind of happenstance that it happened like that and didn't have anything more to it. those days i went to visit him everyday for maybe 2 straight weeks. that moment when i realized i may be losing another friend, and told him about this high school friend that we lost 4 years prior, how it affected me as a person, and how long it took me to cope up with it. and of course that time when he was on his deathbed and i couldn't be there for him for the last time. my story ended there, to that moment that i'd like to think he was looking for me. i saw him looking sideways, smiling at me. and the dream ended there. i woke up in front of my work monitors feeling more chilly than before. it was so vivid. he was just right there. i could literally just lean forward and grab him by the collar and ask a lot of things. i feel weird now. i need to light one up.
