We were in college, but our current ages — Brent was with Kim. He died.

I was hanging out at Happy House, but it was not ground level, was bright, it was daytime, and there was a computer in the main room , which I think is how I found out Brent had a heart attack. He may have been levitating up to the ceiling when that happened, but I wasn’t there so I don’t know how that works.

It was a weird mix of using the Virginia Tech modem pool to access Facebook. His page had been memorialized, but it wasn’t the same as Dirk‘s page in real life. And the page didn’t say he died. It just had a grey-background block of text at the top stating that he was not on this earthly realm or something like that.

Lots of fucking crying. Carolyn eventually came over and I had to break the news to her. Lots of fucking crying. Eventually woke up from the level of sorrow in the dream.

''Dreams... They're the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.'' --Xavier:Renegade Angel

“Dreams… They’re the hurricanes that wash the soulfilth from the superdome of our nightminds.”
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