I dreamed of my father last night. I was so glad to see him. He asked me for a Coke, and I asked him if a Diet Coke would be OK. Yes. He said that he needed to go. He was looking for a new home. "Can I go with you?" "Yes." I was very happy about that, but I immediately woke up. A death dream. Would I be joining my father soon?
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