A dark date with destiny…
For a man who doesn’t scare easily I woke up quite afraid this morning. I had a dream you see, not a nightmare but a dream and it frightened the livin’ Bejesus out of me for a number of reasons. I warn you now; you should only stay with me, if you are not of a nervous disposition.
Now usually, dreams are odd and at the best of times they can be hard to remember. Some people say they rarely dream or they just don’t remember them. I remember them all. Perhaps it’s because I’m a light sleeper. I’ve always remembered my dreams and they have always been vivid and filled with colour. Nightmares haunted me as a child but I learned to wake myself from the worst of them. These days I rarely have nightmares.
My mother was a dreamer too. I loved my Ma but she frightened the…
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