46 — The House That We Once Shared

December 8, 2008

From E.

Edward Hopper

In my dream I walk back into the house that we once shared and as if by magic, it is once again filled with laughter.
I walk in to the dining room and its packed with people. Some I know, some I don’t but I see you and our eyes lock. I get that feeling in my stomach. You know the one, where it feels like you’ve been punched and all of the air is sucked out of you?
I notice that dinner is being served and I am being asked by a stranger to take my seat. I sit across from you. Everybody is talking and we, remarkably, fall into easy conversation.
Then you start laughing. You laugh and you laugh, throwing your head back, as if you don’t have a care in the world. As if you didn’t abandon me. As if you didn’t abandon your newborn son. As if nothing ever happened and my hurt never existed.

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20 — It was All a Dream, Unfortunately

November 25, 2008



From E.

Last night I dreamt I divorced my husband and he moved out of our house.  It was one of those dreams that was so vivid that when I woke up I thought it was real and that he was gone.  When I woke up in the morning he wasn’t on the bed next to me and I thought he was gone.  And for a minute I was so incredibly happy and relieved until I heard him playing video games in the other room.