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Yesterday, my dad’s eldest brother died. After finding out he had cancer two months ago, his suffering finally ended. We were at his wake all day yesterday. When I got home, I fell asleep without changing, without taking off my makeup. Death followed me into my dream.

I dreamed that I had died. I was standing in a funeral home, and my wake was already in progress. The room was empty. It was cold; I could hear ACs humming, and while there were flowers, I couldn’t smell them. Everyone was outside. I couldn’t recognize anyone, as if their faces were blurry, but they were clear in the dream. I didn’t know how I had died, so I went up to my casket to see if I could find out, but it was empty, too. So I stood there, in that empty room, with my empty casket, alone, and I could feel an immense loneliness welling up inside me. Then I woke up.


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