Date: 1/2/2017
By johna808
The dream about being in a dorm like setting with other dreamers was so strong that it woke me up a couple hours earlier than usual. So, this afternoon I took a nap and started dreaming of Cyndi again. Dreams like this have been going on for nearly 30 years. I got to realize a full and rewarding life with my late wife but the dreams of Cyndi never have disappeared. We never got things settled. IRL, she and I were both in the photo biz. I stayed in fashion photography and she went to Hollywood to get into show business. She ended up marrying a man who became a successful film director. By chance, in January 2013, I read he'd died. He was found dead in a Johannesburg hotel bathtub. Some speculated he was there preparing for his next movie. The article in CNN didn't say if she was there but it didn't sound like it. So, as I was taking my nap I had another dream about her. She was forcing me down with her head very close to mine and saying, "I'm going to put an image in you and see if you can send it back." It was very intimate and I could feel her breathing. All the dream contact became more frequent after the death of her husband. I wanted to keep a reliquary of the dreams so they wouldn't fade away. Even after decades, some of them never have. I don't worry that I'll never be free of her. I still love her.