Zep Tribute
24.06.12 - 02:10pm
Had a dream about my mate Sean, who died suddenly in 1998. I think the experience of my Dad’s partner’s recent passing conjured up an alternate version of his death where we got a chance to say goodbye. In the dream Sean was alive, but we were all trying to get him to lie down and get on with it. Some interesting Freudian reversals going on there. In the dream I was hanging about in the background in my slightly passive aggressive way, getting frustrated with the way people were dealing with the situation, and then I suddenly felt I had the answer, a sort of essential oil for the choppy waters. I wanted to play this song:
As is typical for dreams, especially mine, it was a satisfaction denied, so I sort of feel like it has to embedded in tribute here.
I also had a dream about Sean recently – he came back but warned us it was only for a short time. I asked him what it was like to be dead but he changed the subject…