Scraps of my Life

I’ve been dreaming of my brother Jeff a lot lately.

If you don’t remember, it was Jeff that made my life difficult when it came to caring for my Mom…and made my life completely miserable as trustee for my Mom’s estate.

So I find it odd that I dream of him about twice a week.  In the dreams, usually, my folks are alive and Jeff is doing and saying things to irritate  me trying to goad me into a fight.  I do everything to try and get away from him and it’s during my escape attempts that I usually wake up.

I wonder what is going on in my psyche? In my conscious mind I am glad to be rid of him, never having to ever deal with or talk to him again…I don’t think about him at all except for these dreams.  What is my sub-conscious trying to tell me I wonder? Things that make you go, HMMMM??

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