I had a dream about my dad

Last night I dreamt I was in my dad’s room at our old house. We were watching a TV series together that he’d wanted to binge for some time. I didn’t realize I was dreaming. All I could think about was staying with him because I knew if I left, I’d regret not spending even more time with him. This was my chance and I was going to take it. There wasn’t much that happened in the dream. Just the two of us watching this series that was strangely similar to the X-Men movies. I remember my mom came home at some point with groceries and we all worked together to put them up.

After I woke up I felt nostalgic rather than sad. There were days when my dad and I would sit around watching TV in his room. One show I won’t forget was Ghost Hunters. The show where people who worked for Roto-Rooters worked for TAPS as their second job and would hunt ghosts. My dad’s favorite character was Steve but mine was Tango and we would go back and forth over who was a better ghost hunter. Now, everytime I see a Roto-Rooter van, I have to point it out.

Published by iffybiffy

Hi! I started this blog to talk about exploring deeper into my mental health! I tend to understand things better as I write or type them down so there are time where things may not make sense to you but, fear not, it's just me understanding things. if you would like to get in contact with me, email me at iffybiffy100@gmail.com. See you online-

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