I often dream of our old home in Sackville, N.B. (Sometimes I feel like I'm trespassing on the house's new owners!) In some of these dreams it's May and I'm starting the garden in our back yard. And I also dream of the summer cottage we used to have near Northumberland Strait, and various places in the Sackville area.
Many of my dreams involve travelling, on a train or on a ship. (I've sometimes dreamed of sailing on the Titanic.) I often dream of visiting London: in this dream I sometimes go to a non-existent museum that's an amalgam of all the London museums I've visited.
Back in the 1990s I spent years working on my Ph.D. thesis. Today I sometimes dream that I'm still trying to finish it, without much hope. And I also dream of taking university courses. Some people dream of sitting final exams, but in my dreams I tend to be in the middle of the course and feeling clueless about it.
My mother died a year ago and I sometimes dream about her. In some of these dreams I hold her hand. In one I said to her, "We miss you!"
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