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This morning I dreamed I went to some sort of class or something that was held in my uncle’s house, which had been cleared out and refurbished and was amazing, and my uncle was there and was laughing, in great spirits, about how great the place looked now, and he gave me some weird things he didn’t need anymore and was like, you can probably find a use for these, and the dream is sort of faded and vague but I remember specifically how much he was laughing, how amused he was, and that specifically, he was in great physical shape and had lost a bunch of weight but like, healthily, and he was happy about it and feeling good about himself and the world, and all, in a great mood and very pleased and amused by everything.
I should text Mom; he died in 2011 or so I think, and the person who bought his house recently put it up for rent and I’d been debating about whether it was ethical to pretend I wanted to rent it just so I could see the inside. (He was a hoarder and Mom had to hire two different removal companies to deal with the place. I have never seen it in good shape, I don’t know what that would look like.)
Anyway. I really vividly heard his laugh, my mother’s family has really piercing laughs (which I inherited), and he would do this drawn-out “HA!” when he felt like he’d made a good pun or got one over on my mother, who he tormented ceaselessly.
It was so nice to see him. He died quite suddenly, between my visits home, so I didn’t get to visit him when he was sick.
It was a weird dream, but. My uncle was pretty weird, so it was kind of true to life, there.
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This morning I dreamed I went to some sort of class or something that was held in my uncle’s house, which had been cleared out and refurbished and was amazing, and my uncle was there and was laughing, in great spirits, about how great the place looked now, and he gave me some weird things he didn’t need anymore and was like, you can probably find a use for these, and the dream is sort of faded and vague but I remember specifically how much he was laughing, how amused he was, and that specifically, he was in great physical shape and had lost a bunch of weight but like, healthily, and he was happy about it and feeling good about himself and the world, and all, in a great mood and very pleased and amused by everything.
I should text Mom; he died in 2011 or so I think, and the person who bought his house recently put it up for rent and I’d been debating about whether it was ethical to pretend I wanted to rent it just so I could see the inside. (He was a hoarder and Mom had to hire two different removal companies to deal with the place. I have never seen it in good shape, I don’t know what that would look like.)
Anyway. I really vividly heard his laugh, my mother’s family has really piercing laughs (which I inherited), and he would do this drawn-out “HA!” when he felt like he’d made a good pun or got one over on my mother, who he tormented ceaselessly.
It was so nice to see him. He died quite suddenly, between my visits home, so I didn’t get to visit him when he was sick.
It was a weird dream, but. My uncle was pretty weird, so it was kind of true to life, there.
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