*silence, for nine minutes*
I hate my alarm clock.
One morning last week I hit the snooze button and immediately fell back to sleep. Sometimes when this happens I dream in that nine minute span until it goes off again. This was one of those times.
|What I wouldn't give to hold|
BEEP - BEEP - BEEP - BEEP - smack!
*silence, for nine more minutes*
I hate my alarm clock
PS. It should be noted that I don't believe Aimee actually came to visit me in that dream. I had no real sense of her presence, just my own memory of her. I don't know if people ever visit us from the dead. I tend to believe they do not, but I also won't tell others who are convinced that they've experienced such visitations that they're wrong. Who am I to say for sure? In any event, I'm sure that's not what happened here. It was just a dream.