sometimes during my dreams I forget that certain people in my life are dead, or it turns out they were just in a coma and they woke up, or there was just a miscommunication and they’re actually alive. other times Im in the middle of a casual conversation with them and I remember that they are in fact dead. and its really awful, because as soon as I start to realize it, they start to look it.
I was resting my head on a table in a foodcourt downtown off of clark and lake early yesterday morning before meeting up with my lab group to work on our project. I felt someone tap my shoulder so I looked up. it was an employee, an old man, he was like “oh, oh so sorry..”
I said, “were you just checking if I was dead?” He started laughing,”yea, sorry, it just wouldn’t be the first time”
one time I was watching CSI and they were standing over a hispanic girl’s body laying rotten on a dock. her name was marcela (same last name too). I felt famous and dead for about 3 minutes and then david caruso made a pun and walked away.
(Source: mandip312, via pricklylegs)
