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Recurring Dream

I've had similar dreams and even wrote about them.  Usually when I have dreams I have them repeat over and over.  I remember them well, although sometimes there are slight changes.  I've had one dream which is similar to one I had about two years ago.  This one is much more vivid.

I sit in a quiet restaurant across from a beautiful woman.  She looks radiant and a dim light softens her features.  She sits across from me, sipping champagne, or maybe it's prosecco.  We're done with our meal and just enjoying our last drink.  She is looks elegant in a beautiful black dress that shows off her curves in all the right ways.  She smiles as I talk about our plans to go away.  It's some nondescript coastal town, where we will eat seafood, walk on the beach and make love in the sand.  We will go, I promise, soon.

The dream suddenly switches to us exiting the restaurant, huge white doors open on their own and lead us out onto a path which is covered with trees.  We walk for what seems like fifteen minutes,


never saying a word.  We occasionally glance at one another and smile.  The feeling is one of serenity.  In the dream, we might as well be the only two people in the world.  Other than a slight breeze, which blows her hair ever so slightly, we are in silence.  We walk and walk.  In the distance we see a dark object.  As we continue, it increases in size and as we get closer we notice it is a tunnel.  Our walk slows as we get close to the tunnel, which appears to have no end.  Blackness seems to continue for eternity, but we're together.  There is no fear.  As we come to the mouth of the tunnel, she squeezes my hand ever so slightly.  I look over, lip raises and I let her know with a look, I will always be there for her.  We go to take the the first step into the tunnel and she stops and squeezes my hand tighter.  She turns, gives the slightest smile and says "I love you," then leans over and gently kisses my lips.  We then turn and walk into the tunnel.  We walk and walk and suddenly a light appears.  As we walk the light gets bigger and bigger and before we know it we've stepped out into the light.  I turn to see her and she is gone.  My outstretched hand still gripping what was once her hand.  I don't panic.  I don't look in any other direction.  I return my hand to my side and begin to walk. I know right away, she is gone forever.

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