I was telling Jerry about having those dreams that came true. About how I finally got closure with Dave. But then I thought about the dream I had with the two of us, and the glint in his eye when he sat across from me at lunch today, and for a split second, we both knew.
I told him I had four dreams in Tahiti that came true, but only recounted three to him.
I can’t in good conscious tell him about the one with us. So instead, I tell him the last time my dreams were jumbled up like this was August 2009. Around another full moon. And then I shortly moved to Seattle.