nightmare
I had a dream that a big, warehouse store like Costco began offering a new service. Customers could purchase their own on-site execution via guillotine. The guillotine was in a self-enclosed room within a box and customers after placing their head in position would press a button to bring their own demise. Then the body would be disposed of via casket.
Well, Dad decided that he was tired of living and that he would take advantage of this new offer. We were standing in line in this huge warehouse with a milling crowd and echoes bouncing off the high aluminum clad ceiling. I was so pissed off, mad, and upset and was letting Dad have it. He was not listening to my arguments as to why this was a wrong and bad choice. Mom was stoic and silent. Where were you?
I could hear myself sobbing and the echoes of my sobs resounding through the line. People were beginning to shift around uncomfortably, my display of grief reminding them that they were leaving people behind to suffer. We moved forward in line slowly. When Dad was the second customer in line, he had a change of heart and decided that it was not his time jsut yet. I was relived but *angry* that he had put us through this. Thus the dream ended…