Last night I had an odd dream. I had a dream I was in some kind of like multi level community housing. I had to use the bathroom, so I went to the second floor and I remember that they were just up the stairs to the left. I walked in and the room looked like a huge open floor, co-Ed community bathroom. Like a bathhouse? The wood was light, considerably darker than the dark wood that framed the white walls of the hallways. Charles was sitting on one of the tables, eating candy and talking to someone else. The stalls for the bathrooms were to the left, and were only halfway tall so we could talk to other people while we used the bathroom. I went to sit down and I remember Miles and a redhead girl came over to talk to me. I asked them, “Did I die?” And the girl said “ No, why would you die?” So I said “I try to kill myself when I’m home alone sometimes.” And she looked shocked and then I said “It happens a lot more than people think.” And they both looked at me stunned. Miles then said to me:
“You hold your own hand in the hospital after you attempt suicide?”
He looked confused, concerned even, but I said yes. I felt my face twist, I was confused too.
And then I woke up. There are pieces missing from the conversation, small exchanges but this is all I can remember.