godnix (greyfeld) wrote,
godnix
greyfeld

Pleasant dreams

So I slept deeply, as usual.   In the dream that ensued, I had a long series of mini-adventures with my old friend Tom, whom I hadn't seen in quite some time on account of the fact that he died a few years ago.  But here he was, walking the streets of some unnamed city, getting into and out of various minor forms of trouble, and we were just generally hanging out.  Only odd thing (but not so odd for Tom, as he always loved role-play) was that whenever we met some people on this walking-tour, he would introduce himself as "Felix."
On toward evening, after a pleasant day of minor shenanigins (most of which are beyond my memory now - you nkow how that is with dreams), as we were walking down the street I turned to him  and said, "Tom?  I miss you.... I wish you weren't dead!"  And then the following conversation ensued: 

Me:   "When I get home, how am I going to explain to them that I spent the day with Tom?"
He:   "No need for that.  Just tell them you were with Felix."
Me:   "Oh, right.  Then they'll say, 'Who's Felix?'   And I'll tell them, 'Felix is Tom.'  And THAT will clear everything up."

We laugh and proceed on to our next bizarre mini-adventure.
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