It is morning and I'm still groggy. Yet the dream is still so real. I've been waiting for today; anticipating this moment. It is the wakening that was inevitable.
The moving van has come and gone.
Our little home is empty.
Later today someone else will be calling it home. Unlike most of my dreams that I don't remember or even care to remember, this dream is one that will not soon be forgotten. In fact it isn't a dream after all. This is my life.
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