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**my new studio is in a building constructed in 1880... it was a jail/holding facility for a stint**
so...my girlfriend was trying to get in my head about the ghosts of innocent prisoners passed, and sayin' "i hope you have fun working late". Normally, I'd laugh it off, but after a late night, I started to think way too much and it sank in.
That night, as i lay asleep, i dreamt that news came in that my grandfather wasn't really dead, he was at my cousin's house and people were visiting him. I was skeptical, but thought "i'll go over and see for myself". so i went into my cousin's cantina lined with people in chairs who knew i was coming to see him. As everyone watched, I finally saw him. He was at the end of the row, almost a glowing white, with smooth, youthful, skin. I could feel myself furrow my brow as i studied his face to see any trace of the man i knew... then he smiled at me a wry smile, and i knew it was him... i cried like a little baby. He looked so healthy, but i thought he was fragile, so i didn't squeeze too tight, i kept repeating the words 'i love you' as he talked to me. I was so hysterical i couldn't hear what he was saying and woke up before I got the chance to have him repeat it.
It was a heartwarming dream. i woke up feeling safe, like he popped in to let me know he's protecting me or something.
i didn't get a chance to say goodbye.
i miss him.sorry for the long winded story... just felt like writing it