#183

often i wake up in a cold sweat. my wife thinks it's a compassionate lie when i tell her i don't remember my nightmares. it's good to tell the truth.
i haven't dreamed in probably ten years and the last nightmare i can detail was of my best friend. he wrote me a letter saying thanks for being like a brother to me. he wrote i love you, thanks for everything you've done for me.
the only difference was in my dream he didn't write "but" and in my dream they didn't call it a suicide note.