My first clue that it was a dream should have been that I was wearing lipstick.
The second clue should have been when I entered some sort of Goblet of Fire maze on a ferry boat.
The third one should have been when it turned really violent.
But those didn't wake me up or clue me in to the fact that I was having a Craaaazy dream.
The clue that got me though was that it was Mom in the center of the maze. In a dark, dank, bathroom putting on her own lipstick. And doing a really poor job of it.
"You know you're dead, right?" I said to her...
"Yeah, I know. But I didn't know if anyone else knew it." She replied.
"You have to go now" I told her... "you can't be here."
And then she was gone and I was awake.
I spent the next hour panicked.
She's visited in my dreams only a couple of times.
What if in telling her to go, I sent her away for good.
I tried to get back to sleep, back to that place.
But the place was gone and so was she.
and now I'm left fearing she won't come back.
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