A dream I had about a good friend of mine.

 So, I was trying to write an article about something else and stopped mid sentence to write down the dream I had. They say it is good to write down those things that you dream of. They say it is good to do this so that you can look back at it later and basically analyze its meaning. They tell you to keep a note pad by your bed to write all these thigs down. Ah, yeah, no. Not too many people are even able to open their eyes in the morning, much less write in a note pad. Not to mention, I don’t have a place to put a note pad by my bed, so I just type them out on my laptop. 

 The only person aside from myself that I recognized was my very special “soul mate”, Ed. Now, I believe that there are people you encounter in life that have no earthly “title”. Those are the people beyond friendship, but not in relations with. These are the people bound by a strange soul connection. You neither really overly love or overly hate them. You just know that there is a connection that only a higher source could ever part.

 Well, it was Ed and I, but he was just there. There was no real interaction with him. He was very corporate, very snobby and stuck up. I remember him carrying a briefcase, wearing a tie, and getting off of a train. I know that he was rushing off of the platform and heading somewhere. I felt like I was in his head. He was just focused on getting home from a day of work at the office. Getting home was his adventure. I guess that little dream scene set the tone for anything else that he was going to pop up into.

 I know I was sort of just “floating” around from place to place. Not really floating, just going from one scene to another. I know that there was a younger guy in my dream. For whatever reason, I believed this to be Ed’s younger brother. In real life, he doesn’t have any younger siblings. But I knew this was his brother. I felt it was. It was only by chance conversation that I found out in my dream that this was. He was different looking, more so like Ed’s only actual older brother. The only difference was that this guy was younger.

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