Baby Remains

Date: 12/18/2017

I dreamt that, in the backyard of some house, there were two cardboard boxes on top of each other. The purple diaper boxes. Inside, was supposedly part of my son’s body. They only cremated parts of it and left the rest in these boxes. (My stomach is so tight right now...my first son actually died last November and he was cremated). For some reason, I could super-jump. It started off in a gym where I was hanging out with my best friend. I could jump from a ledge to the wall at the other side of the room and jump off that. Then I was jumping from building tops across the city, trying to get *somewhere* while carrying these boxes, trying not to inhale much, trying not to cry, because I knew he had to be buried and those remains were rotting and I couldn’t stand it. I think I found munitions again and was sobbing. My auntie Dotty was somewhere in there, too. My heart hurts... Such an awful dream.