Crazy Dream

This morning I dreamt my Mother had finally won one of those mail in sweepstakes, and I had to convince the people showing up at my parents house (which was now back to the way they had it while alive) that my Mother had passed away over two years ago and getting emotionally distraught over having to deal with all of this all over again.  For some reason I was driving my parent’s old Maverick.  While walking down Sunset Drive towards my parent’s house, I found myself talking to my parents, who, apart from being the same age as they had each passed, were concerned about me and about my moving on with my life.